After a certain amount of time passed, trying to impress you stopped feeling romantic and started feeling pathetic.
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Updated 5 years ago,November 11, 2019
I stopped texting you first.
I stopped inviting you over.
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I stopped liking your selfies.
I stopped following you on social media.
I stopped trying to capture your attention.
I was convinced we were going to become a couple.
At first, fighting for you felt like the right thing.
I thought you would take all of the effort I was putting in as a compliment.
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I thought it would ultimately lead to us getting together.
Back then, I thought real relationships took sacrifices.
I didnt realize how one-sided my feelings were.
I thought I wassupposedto keep texting you, calling you, chasing you.
I thought the small amount of attention you gave me was worth bending over backwards for you.
I felt like an idiot every time I double texted you and still didnt get a response.
Every time I forgave you for screwing me over, even though you never even gave me an apology.
I lowered my standards for you.
I let you get away with murder, because I didnt want to admit you were wrong for me.
I didnt want to search for someone else.
I only wanted you.
I kept telling myself that if I gave you enough time, you would change your mind about me.
You would stop seeing me asjust a friendand would decide to turn me into your girlfriend.
It only made me want your attention more.
It was stupid of me to think I had a chance with you.
I wasted so much time on you that I could have spent with someone who loved me back.
At least you taught me a lesson.
For texting twice in a row.
For clearing my schedule.
For planning date nights.
For thinking about forever.
