Dear Indecisive,
You're hotter and colder than Katy Perry's song "Hot N Cold," and up and down like a roller coaster. You’re back and forth like a basketball star. You're a warm summer day with my sunroof down, then the frozen snow I scrape off of my car after a nor'easter. You're a sober drunk and a wave that won't crash. Your lips scream yes as your head nods no. You're a serious joke and a sad celebration. You hide when you want to be seen and run when you wish you could stay. I can’t seem to figure you out. It’s exhausting keeping up with your constant change of weather.
And me, well, I am a flower always blooming in the spring. I'm sure of it. I will not let your sun shower rain on me anymore. I'm certain of that too. You're done throwing me left then right, and hiding me in the dark when there is so much light. You want me to breathe, yet inhibit my oxygen, and I am so over playing a game that I may never win. Your sweet taste turned sour. Your blue skies changed to grey. Your fearful courage led a path to nowhere. Now, your push will no longer pull me back.
I want someone who means what they say. I need someone who will be there when it's not convenient. I long for someone who knows how to make up their mind. They will be mature enough to make decisions, honest in their character, and respected for their actions. I will not remain half yours, while you figure out what you want. Those days are long gone. I am cutting the ribbon that's been stringing me along. Thank God one of us had the courage to do so.
Good luck and good riddance,
Someone who deserves better