11 blocks:

(from her side)

inspired by the song of the same name

I need you to stop.

It’s been three years, Warby. I know you feel bad the way we left things, and I get it, but we’re over.

I blocked your email. I blocked your phone. I blocked you from messages.

I knew it would be hard to handle the finality of it, seeing as how we kept breaking up and getting back together. I was weak and I knew how you get at night. That’s why I cut off seeing you as much as possible.

I blocked you on Facebook. I blocked you on Twitter. I blocked you on Instagram. I blocked you on Snapchat.

I heard from Aj that you are already dating someone else and it sounds pretty serious. Please. Just move on with her. There is nothing for you here.

I have blocked you from my heart. I have blocked you from my mind.

I would move away, but I just can’t afford it right now. And I don’t want to take this to a legal level. So I am telling you. This is it.

Please stop walking by. Stop calling me on Friday nights and then hanging up. Please stop leaving me maps.

I blocked off areas between us to avoid. You can have the coffee spot.

I blocked your access to my building. Don’t come by.

I need you to stop.

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