Experience the raw, unapologetic truth as I unleash a torrent of words, tearing down the remnants of our past with each syllable. I'm not here to reconsider our broken bond, but to lay bare the reasons why we'll never reunite. Your relentless messages are a testament to your obsession, an echo of the very behavior that drove us apart initially. You're addicted to the thrill of pursuit, but you've failed to realize that you're chasing a ghost - someone who's already moved on and has no intention of returning. Venture into the dark corners of our past together, where I'll paint vivid pictures with my words, recalling how I once saw you as nothing more than a fleeting fancy. A momentary lapse in judgment after hitting rock bottom. You were convenient, accessible, but never deserving of my time or affection. Our encounters became tiresome, predictable - the excitement fizzled out like a deflated balloon. Prepare to confront the harsh reality of your existence post-me. Your worth has been reduced to nothing more than loose ends and faded memories. I've taken the best parts of you and left behind a shell of your former self. You're forever chasing shadows, obsessing over my ghostly touch, replaying our encounters like a broken record. This is your wake-up call. I'm drawing a clear line in the sand - no more messages, no more pleas for reconciliation. After today, you'll exist only as a distant echo in my mind, a fleeting moment of regret that will never resurface. Find solace in your solitude and move on from this pathetic infatuation. You're not worthy of my time or attention, and you never were. This is your final chance to let go. To release the toxic grip of our past and forge a new path for yourself. But know this - even if you manage to find someone willing to tolerate your pitiful existence, they'll never compare to what we once shared. And that, my dear, is the cruelest truth of all.