Three years wasted.
Three years wasted on you.
A guy who somehow convinced me to give all my trust to him.
In exchange for what?
A relationship? Close.
False hope? You got it.
Day after day, week after week, month after month.
I kept coming back to you. Pretending like it was all fine. Convincing myself to give up my own identity because MAYBE, just MAYBE it would make you like me a little more.
Didn’t you get tired of feeding me lies over the phone?
Didn’t you get tired of telling me you cared when you didn’t?
Didn’t you see I was hurting every time you came back to me?
As I let time slip away from me, I lost sight more and more of who I was and what I wanted.
I let you change me into someone I thought I would NEVER become.
The sad part is that I had to accept the reality that I would never go back to the person I was because, well, YOU.
You took everything I could give.
ALL taken away by a guy who can’t even look me in the eyes anymore.
Pathetic, right? Yeah, pathetic.
I gave you my everything.
I hope they were all worth it. I hope you felt something when you saw me cry and I hope one day you will look back and realize what you lost.
She’s not coming back to you this time.