I sat here for nearly 2 hours staring at my phone screen deciding if I should hit send or not on a message, a stupid message that said, “hey” because I was scared that would be too much.
But I hit send and you responded. You responded a total of three times and that was all.
Now I remember why I felt the hesitation I did to hit send in the first place.
I can’t stop thinking about you and I don’t even interest you enough to respond to my texts, but don’t worry. I heard your message loud and clear.
It’s time to stop hanging on to someone who has no intentions of staying, who has no interest in being in my life or even being there for me in the slightest way.
So, I’m done. You win.
I’m done telling myself you must care about me when you clearly don’t. I’m no longer trying to convince myself that maybe the spark is still there, that maybe it just needs to be rekindled a little.
I’m not saying this is your fault, no. It’s mine. It’s all my fault for stupidly trying to create something out of nothing. I wanted there to be chemistry, I wanted there to be a connection between us and I wanted to believe that you’re different, but it’s obvious you’re not. I wanted it so bad I kept trying to create something out of nothing.
You don’t want to be there and I keep trying so hard to be a presence in your life, to make you remember me, to pop up on your phone screen and make you think of me. But stupidly enough, I’ve yet to realize enough is enough and it’s time to let go...
Coming to Philly soon? Catch up on the local slang before ordering that cheesesteak Those from the city will tell u of course that there may be one quite infamous word missing from this list. #slang#philly#sayitwithyourchest#jawns#drawling