"your call has been forwarded"

the running. the chasing. it all feels so familiar. as if i had been here once before. another time, another place. where my luck hadnt run out so quick. and I'm walking through sunken cities just to get back to you. 1 text 2 text 3 texts 4... if didn't know any better, I'd say you're avoiding me. of course i cant ask why. you wont respond to my texts anyways. just leave me on read, like your emotions, only difference is i wont come back. like Jack sinking at the end of Titanic, ive come to a realization, that there was room for both of us...you got too greedy. a whole month has passed. January to February. February to March April May June... Eighteenth... you made me believe in soulmates I thought you were my one but im the one left to pick up the pieces. i swear, i can feel it in my bones. this chapter is picking up, this can't be our ending. or is it?