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Plan B

some how I always end up feeling like a second choice, I’m tired, angry, ashamed. It seems like I always go back to you; even when you hurt me. I thought it was a simple crush at first and I wish that thats all it would’ve been; I fell for you more and more every single day. trying to do things to make you notice me as more than a friend; eventually you did but I was never one of your priority’s. I was foolish to ever believe that you would change for me, I’m still foolish because I’m even writing this. I cry in my sleep something I have never done for someone, I still have hope that you will realize that you screwed up. I need to stop because you won’t, at least not for me. I deserve better I’m not a second choice, I’m smart, athletic, a leader. You don’t deserve someone to care for you as much as I do, someone who would go to all your games just to cheer you on, someone who would help you in everything you needed. I’M DONE its over I need to stop today, this is a goodbye because you bring out the worst of me. Im going to love myself because loving you was a waist of time.

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