"I am so incredibly tired of trying with you. You never speak to me unless I speak first. You never text me or call me or even acknowledge I exist without me engaging first. It's like I'm a ghost to you now.
I don't ever tell you how I really feel, because I never have the strength.
All I want is for you to want me. And it doesn't have to be in the way I would love for it to be. I just want you to want me, even as a friend. That's all I'm asking for.
Three months ago this wasn't happening. At least I didn't notice it yet. We weren't distanced from eachother. And I still don't know why it's happening now.
Do you want me in your life anymore? If not, why can't you just tell me? Just tell me straight, because I can't take you, of all people, dragging me along for your amusement until I finally let go. I know it will hurt me, and you might be afraid of saying that because you don't want to hurt me. But not telling me will hurt me more.
I know we are best friends. Or at least that's what we called eachother before this. And I knew you felt bad about not being able to give me what I wanted when I told you my feelings so long ago. But if you have found someone else, and having me in your life is a burden because of what my heart is feeling, then I'll go. I'll leave you to your life, and I'll find a new one. I would never stand in the way of your happiness so that you feel a fraction of the pain I feel. I would never wish this heartbreak upon you. But if you are going to move on, then please, please do not drag me until you rip the heart out of my chest and leave me laying there. I love you too much to see you do that. I hope you love me enough still to not do that to me."- Excerpts Of Stories I Could Never Write #17 // Because who am I to stand in the way of your happiness
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Excerpts Of Stories I Could Never Write
Short StoryShort paragraphs and pieces of stories I've always thought about writing, but never had the heart to.