You know, I still wait for you. Even though you told me not to, but I can’t help it. You were the one who said it, that you want us to be happy together in the future. That was one of the last things you told me. Now you won’t even speak to me. You pretend I don’t exist.
Is it just because it hurts too much for you? Being with her while you still have feeling for me? Everyday I try to convince myself that you’re not worth it, just an asshole who never cared, but I know it’s not true because I know you. You always cared.
I’ve never cared so much about anyone. You make me feel alive. So, I guess, I’ll just keep doing what I do everyday: I’ll think about you and think of all the reasons I don’t want to give up and all the reasons I should. Even though I know which argument will always win in my head.
So keep suffering with her. Because you said it wasn’t fair how you were hurting her, right? I wish you would have realized how badly you hurt me.
I’ll wait as long as it takes,