It's already been three months since we broke up. You're probably living your life as if nothing happened. Until the very moment we parted, I thought I'd be okay. I thought I could live just fine without you. I guess it was all a lie. No matter how much I pour my heart out over drinks with friends, you aren't erased, and you don't disappear. The more I struggle to escape, the deeper you become embedded, and it's driving me insane. Laughter is nowhere to be found in a life without you.

Late at night, I head home drunk again today. As soon as I collapse onto the bed, I think of you. ...I know I'm acting crazy, but I can't stand it anymore. Your chat window is already open on my phone screen... Then, my eyes catch the heart next to your name that I haven't managed to delete yet. The moment I see it, as if possessed, I send you a message.

I'm sorry, Guest. It was all a lie, I didn't know. And I only just realized it now. I need you.