“If I have to chase and fight for your attention, eventually I won't want it anymore.” --Will Smith

I waited for you time and time again. I waited for you patiently, and you let me down every time. You had this power over me that I would have moved mountains for you, even when you wouldn't kick aside a pebble for me.

You thought you had everything figured out, didn't you? You thought you knew exactly what buttons to push and what cards to play to keep me exactly where you wanted me. You thought you had all of the power, but that's only because I gave it to you.

The only thing you failed to see is that once you brought me to my lowest point, I only had one place to go: up.

I don't really know what made me realize that I deserve so much more, but I'm sure glad that thought poked holes into your flimsy excuses and half-hearted effort.

I thought I needed you. I thought my world needed to revolve around you, no matter how much attention you were giving me.

I spent months and months chasing after you, lying awake at night wondering why you wouldn't text me back. You know what I find the most amusing thing though? The minute that I realize my worth and start blowing you off, you started to care.

I finally try to move past you and move on, and bam! You decide to randomly text me out of the blue.

“Hey, what's up?”

It's a seemingly innocent phrase to most people, but it would stop me in my tracks. All of those past feelings came flooding back to me, as if nothing bad had ever happened between us.

You are a ghost of my past that pops up at all of the wrong moments. You begin to fade into a distant memory for me, and that one text brings back all of the memories and emotions.

You don't get that chance to have power over me again. You can't just hit me up and expect me to act like everything is okay. Because it's not. It will never be okay between us. Stop thinking that anything you say or do will fix it.

I lost myself when I was with you, and since that time, I have grown and learned that my world shouldn't revolve around someone who would only text me when it was convenient for them. I learned that you aren't good for me; you never were and you never will be.

I gave you chance after chance, but you threw them all away. Now I have nothing left to give you. I have moved on, maybe it's time you do the same.