something about us feels over.
i don’t know why.
it feels like how it felt back in october.
all this sickening silence.
all this forceful distance.
last time, i was the one that brought us back.
i know that you don’t like goodbyes.
but i’ll be damned if i don’t get one from you face-to-face.
i don’t know if i have it in me to do it again.
why do you do this to us?
why are you so afraid to let yourself get close to me?
you feel like it’s only loyalty if you can test it.
you feel like it’s only love if it’s doomed.
i don’t know how to bring you back when you get like this.
i don’t know if i should.
our one-year is coming up.
i wish we could say we’ve last the summer.
— letters from drake’s ex; already told you, i don’t feel the same