Pollo, my pollo,
How could you do this to me?
How could you dare to just disappear without a hint what would have happened?
You just ghosted me. You're not answering me from the 2nd September, and the last words were mine. But of course. You see all my stories and you dare to upload yours. All fun and friends.
It's ok if it doesn't work anymore for us, we already knew that when I left Italy. It's ok if you met someone else, I did met people too, we weren't serious. It's ok if you don't have time for me, I've been busy too.
But talk, for lord's sake. I do deserve an explanation about this, just for the moment you felt for me, for all the beautiful memories we created. I think I deserve that at least.
