09/20/2026
She walked away convinced you would spend your nights grieving her absence. Put an end to that illusion. Write her name seven times on paper, seal it with your saliva, spray your cologne, and add cinnamon. Fold it toward you and place it inside the shoe you wear for the next two days. Every step you take chips away at her cold defiance until she breaks. Bound by seven, crushed beneath my stride. If she blocked all contact, message my bio.