You broke up with me in May and now you’re back. I really would have appreciated a warning or even a note saying you’d be stopping by. It’s not that I haven’t moved on. Contraire! The sun and I have had one hell of a fiery tryst these past four and a half months. It’s been hot, Hot, HOTTTT!
But now you’re here. Showing up on my doorstep at odd hours all stalker-like. Wanting to talk and see me and go over things. Dude. Seriously. Your timing is rank. The sun and I have big plans tomorrow. I want nothing but the best for you, but that doesn’t include us hanging out.