We could never be!
Being with you was like I was more invested in you
Man, I forgot to love myself
I forgot that I was worthy of someone who wants to claw my clothes off.
You disappeared, and told me after a night of semi good sex that you were traveling to see an old flame that you loved. You followed with sorry I know I’m a dick.
After oh six months you send me a hi I’m back and thinking of you text. Coward!
I’m so glad I nipped that contacting me thing in the bud. You don’t get to choose when you want to be with me. And I won’t be some placeholder for you either.
So even if you’d like me to forgive forget and fuck you…the answer is no. Call me stubborn, call me a bitch but I know my worth.