Dedicated to my could-have-been-ex:
If it’s been us, then perhaps, you are my ex now. But things are weird and happened. So, please do not act like I’m still yours. Please do not tempt me because I’m vulnerable to persuasions. Please spare me, I am attached already. Full strings. You could have done better during those unconsummated times.
Everything about us is lost already. It doesn’t matter anyway, there was no us in the first place. We are like unfinished melodies, but no use continuing as we don’t rhyme. So please stop playing the music.