Chequie,

The bombshell. I'm trying to take things easy now so I won't get out of control. I've sucked enough bitterness from you, now it's okay if you just let me go. Gone, okays?

There's no point checking my phone every now and then for your sms or call.

I'm not letting depression take over me. Certainly no-no.

But seriously right now, like, RIGHT NOW, I'm not okay.