I just can’t hold onto the positive hopes.
Because a couple of days ago, I told him that 3 1/2 years of waiting was enough. 3 1/2 years of late-night conversations, daily texts, occasional phone calls…but never a face to face meeting, was enough. That 3 1/2 years of broken promises, one after another, was enough. When words are only words, and never become deeds…how do you continue to believe in tomorrow?
My heart is torn into pieces right now. I know, everyone says…”It’ll change. You’ll find someone. Someone will come along and just sweep you off your feet.”
Today, I mourn.
And it never even started.
This…THIS is why I have defensive walls so high and thick it takes a mountaineer to climb them.
Fucking men with their habit of ghosting, benching, promising & breaking, blowing me off, calling me “psycho” when I get upset after they refuse to live up to their word. Disappearing because of their own fears & insecurities, then laying it off on me as my fault because they can’t handle relationships & monogamy.
Goddess…I’m so tired of this.
I just want one man. One MAN, who can be an adult, is willing to commit, and can see that I’m worth more than just being a friend with benefits, or a hookup. I don’t want the games anymore.
And I don’t want to spend the rest of my life alone.
I’ll be just fine.
But not today.