You promised it was okay. Said I should just take my time. That of course you would be there for me whenever it was that I was over my issues. Well here we are and you seem to be anywhere but here.
If you didn't mean it you shouldn't have told me it was true. You might not have believed me, but every time I said I was trying I meant it. Not once did I lie. You said it was hard for you to wait, but you would do it anyway. Yet here I am and you're not here.
As you were in the process of deciding that you didn't care to wait for me any longer by some ironic grace I was straightening up all my priorities. Guess what, you were high on the list.
But, towards the end when you were pushing me away because you felt insecure and didn't have the courage to address anything, well I decided maybe I didn't want you after all.
Now I know that that's the truth I don't want someone who is insecure and confused. You told me that not knowing what I felt was too much and you lived in constant fear of what I could say. Well then I guess it's good that you don't care anymore cause here's what I have to say; Fuck you Baby, there isn't a thing that you have that I need anymore.
A.N I'm feeling a little bitter today. Real life inspired. Can you guess the characters?