Sometimes he'll text me and I love not opening it.

I love the insincerity in his words.

The generic pretend caring.

Not only does it make me remember all the time I wasted on him.

It makes me remember the only people that actually want me only do because they can use me.

So I read the blurb without opening it, then clear my notifications and forget how much it hurts that I never deserved something real.