I love you. I really do. I love loving you. Sometimes I still don’t believe it’s real when you say that you love me. Too many people have said those same words. Too few have actually lived up to those words. I feel like I’m giving my everything, and though you say that you’re giving your all, I rarely feel it. I’m always on the back burner. Your job always comes first. Yet for you, it doesn’t matter how late or how tired I am, if you want to see me then you make it happen. Yet, when I want to see you, there is always an excuse to get in the way.
On top of all of this, you won’t be aggressive and tell your crazy stalker ex to leave you alone. Instead, you continue to tell me how she shows up at your job and blows up your phone everyday. Yet, when someone from my past shows up, you give me an ultimatum, knowing that this person feels like he has no one else to talk to. I’m tired of getting my hopes up just to have them shot back down. I’m tired of putting in more than what I’m getting back. I’m tired of hearing the words but not seeing the actions behind them. I just need you to prove to me that you’re not like every other guy I left behind. Is that too much to ask?