I think of a recent breakup. I think of an ex before that. I think of not communicating with my grandfather. I think of how stupid I am to even express this. I think of unanswered messages, the blankness of a text box, the lonely AM hours on the internet. I talk to an ex for a long time, trying my best to convince her that she broke up with me because she lost interest in me when I “opened up” to her emotionally as she wanted to. She denies it forever with bullshit words of comfort.