We've all dealt with them: That one person who we will always like no matter what. There's always that person who treats us like dirt but we would still drop everything for them. But why? Why do we allow someone to have the power to walk in and out of our lives whenever they want to?
With us, it's been up, down, left, right — basically anywhere besides the right direction. After all of these times of being lead on and hurt, why am I still here waiting for you? Am I waiting for you to grow up? To want the same thing? To realize how much you actually need me? It might be a combination of all three.
However, this story is getting a little shaken up. I'm done waiting for you. I cannot take three steps forward just to jump back to the starting line. After more than 10 chances over the years I've known you, you still couldn't make it work. If you haven't realized what's right here after all of this time, then I have come to the conclusion that we don't need each other at all.
I will never understand you, and that's OK. I'll never understand why you say that you regret not taking the chance to be with me but will screw me over consistently. Maybe I'm a confidence boost for you or someone you go to when you're bored. That was fine. But not anymore.
The fact that I'm walking away shouldn't make you upset or anything that will make me feel guilty. I'm doing me and I mean it this time. I will not chase you down to love me. I'm not posting things in hopes for you to like them and I am no longer checking to see if you've seen my snap story. The games are over and I am tired of holding myself back from everyone else because I want you to come running to me out of the blue.
Game over. You lost.
