To the boy unable to return the effort,

When I first met you, you were infatuating and all you had to do was walk past me. I had never met somebody like you, thought like you, had a life like you. You were like a breath of fresh air from all the crappiness from the past.

You lived at home with your family while I lived in a college apartment with all my friends. You went to a community college while I went to an SEC school. You only left your house to go to work while I was never home due to being involved in various campus programs. You have to work for everything you own and want while I just had a job for the extra money.

We lived in two very separate worlds, and generally, mine was more hectic than yours. You would voice times that you felt brushed off or like a burden, and I would act accordingly. I'd do my best and you knew that- which is why you never really got angry with me.

A huge life change was coming up for you, and I was excited. You were entering a world similar to mine. Similar responsibilities, and similar lifestyles. I figured if we made it through living EXTREMELY different worlds that living in similar worlds would be even easier.

And that's where I went wrong.

I noticed myself putting more and more effort into us, and me becoming more and more exhausted. This is when you decided I was a burden and I realized you were no longer the person that infatuated me.

It is not our time.

I deserve a guy that is willing to return the effort that I made for you.

At the end of the day, there is always time for you no matter how hectic my schedule gets. At the end of the day, it is okay to cry to me when you are upset. At the end of the day, I would have your back no matter what. At the end of the day, your concerns have been heard.

But at the end of the day, I didn't get that.

And I deserve that.