I heard you asked about me today. You're not allowed to do that you know.
I heard you couldn't stop talking about me. Is that supposed to make me feel better?
I heard you felt like a dick for a whole week. That wasn't long enough.
I heard you asked if I was seeing anyone. I hope the answer keeps you up at night.
I heard you wanted to wait for me to come out. You should have come in.
I heard you wanted to make sure I had a good friend. But that was your job and you gave that up.
I heard you asked about me today. You're not allowed to do that, you gave up that privilege.
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