The Unsent Text

Dear Delyara, I wrote the text. I typed out all the mean things I wanted to say to you. I wanted to hurt you the way you hurt me. But then I looked at the "Send" button and I realized: sending this keeps me tied to you. Deleting it sets me free. I am pasting that text here instead. The words are out of my body, but they aren't in yours. I am clean. I am finished with you.