I Won’t Let You String Me Along, If You Are Not All In GTFO

I can’t keep doing this, whatever this situation is.

My brain feels like it’s about to burst, and my emotions are on the verge of taking me down if I let this drag on any longer.

I lack a button on my heart that lets me toggle my feelings based on your involvement in my life.

I refuse to be present only when it suits you. I demand a genuine relationship and nothing less.

We’ve been there before; we kept things casual and it simply isn’t feasible. It’s causing me more pain and it’s becoming intolerable.

Do you understand the feeling of staring at an unresponsive screen, waiting for a message from you?

You might not even have a clue since I’ve never put you through that. I always respond immediately when I get a message.

I don’t engage in mind games. My intention is never to harm you.

Conversely, you seem to toy with my feelings as if they are unbreakable, as if I can take any amount of pain.

A simple message wouldn’t be too much to ask; just a ‘Hi, how are you?’ each day would suffice. If that’s too much for you, maybe it’s best if we stop communicating altogether.

I’m fatigued from always being the one to reach out first. I’m exhausted from waiting for your replies.

I am finished waiting for you to demonstrate that you care with something as easy as a text.

Do you realize how much I dread those late-night calls, knowing I’m missing out on the afternoon ones?

When I get a call from you at such a late hour, I know you are feeling lonely, possibly intoxicated, and you’re likely to say anything just to get close to me.

I hate to confess, but I’ve fallen for the allure of those afternoon moments a few times.

I suppose I was desperate to capture every ounce of affection you offered, regardless of the hour.

Yet, mornings are consistently cold because you would back away from me so quickly.

This is why now, an afternoon call is what I desire from you. It would mean you’re busy but want to hear my voice because you miss me.

I don’t want to just be your late-night call; I want to be cherished.

Do you have any idea how drained I am because I’m the only one putting in effort?

I suppose my well is dry and I have no more to give. It’s astounding that I’ve managed to hold on this long.

I genuinely tried, but it can’t solely be up to me to keep this relationship afloat. Partnerships should involve two people, and this imbalance simply cannot go on.

I need you to elevate your commitment. Make an effort, match my investment, and show me that you’re willing to do what it takes to keep me; perhaps we can create something wonderful together.

Do you realize how challenging it is to set aside my ego and allow you back into my heart?

Do you know how foolish I feel for thinking that things might change next time?

The truth is, nothing really shifts, yet somehow my hopes continue to grow. It’s foolish, isn’t it?

I recognize that, yet my feelings for you overshadow my pride; they outweigh everything, which is why I tolerate so much from you.

But please understand when I express that I’ve finally reached my breaking point. I’ve hit rock bottom, and there won’t be any more opportunities after this.

So, take your chance, fight to keep me if you feel for me as I do for you, or just leave—and I say this with the best intentions for both of us.