So on one hand, I’ve got you; who treats me like an option, ignores me without warning, tells me I’d be perfect IF (insert flaws here) were different.
And then on the other, here’s this person; talks to me nonstop, never ever doesn’t reply to me, points out the SAME flaws you do, but instead tells me that’s their favorites parts of me, what makes me beautiful.
So at least while I’m figuring out why I’m never good enough for you, someone else is doing everything you’re not.
Why do we let people treat us like options. I’ve got amazing people in my life man, I love my friends more than anything and the way I feel when I’m with them. I’VE got options. And I love all of them. I don’t need to be yours. So figure out why I’m not begging for you; because other people willingly fill any void I feel, so I’m really not missing out. Actually, I’m really frickin blessed.