I respect myself

I do.

Today will never happen again

I love myself and whatever you don’t give me (don’t want to) is fine

And all the crap you put me through. You don’t have to see but I know it’s not just me.

You do a lot that isn’t very nice

You cause a lot of hurt too and never own up to it.

How do we start a new when you still allow all that other Bullshit with girls and shit in your life.

At least I have the decency to tell guys that try to get with me that I’m seeing someone I care about very much and in order for it to work I have to try and it’s not appropriate to call me or send me any of those pics anymore or to see me.

That’s respect.

But hey it’s cool.

You’re just a guy I met at the bar with no depth. And I’m a great person with flaws but I own up to my shit and I make sure I stop it and let you know that. So you’re not in the dark

We had the best thing that could have always been better if you just trusted me and acted like a decent person and never made me feel like I have to question your actions by leaving me in the dark and then seeing those pics on your phone.

It hurt

But you can’t hurt me now cause I lost respect for you. Just cause you’re never sorry for what you put me through but I’m always sorry and try to change the things that bother you.

You really think I don’t give a fuck about myself that much to put up with someone that can’t ever say sorry or tell the truth?

I’m sorry you’re so very wrong and until you can show me your someone worth trusting. I don’t and I’ll show you the best me that you won’t have until you change how hurtful and deceitful you can be.


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