Oh goodness.
You cheat on me, and I forgive you.
You let me go, and I wait for you to come back.
We break up for the summer, and you come crawling.
I break up with you, you come crawling, and we get back together.
You let me go, seemingly for good, but you want to be with me with no strings attached.
I finally let you go, and now you’re begging for me.
I don’t understand-it’s like you want me when we’re not together, yet you feel like we should break it off when we are together. This is why I’m done…this is why I don’t even want you in my life at the moment. I don’t feel the need to talk to you through texts all the time, and I’m just fine if I don’t see you at all.
Our relationship didn’t work out, and both of us are to blame; when you look back, however, YOU pushed me away. You’re not supposed to let someone go when you love them. Obviously you didn’t love me until I ended it forever, and I was the fool who believed that you did.
I gave you my heart, and now I feel like I’ve wasted ten months of my life.
