After everything - all the times in high school he's put other people before me, all the times it was perfectly ok to be rude to me because his friends were around, the way I just sat quietly and cried for the longest time knowing that another girl was all over him and wanted me out of the picture - and now he's saying he doesn't know how he feels about me, that he doesn't trust me.
He said thought that I was the girl who loved him back, the one he could trust - and yet when I ask what I am to him now, he says he doesn't know
I know I'm not perfect, I apologized. I apologized for talking to his stupid skanky ex, for keeping up contact with a particular friend of hers. I've apologized for taking everything too personally, like when he called me fat or when he told me to go talk to a wall.
I told him I'd give him space, as much as he needed, to figure out what I am to him.
He made it pretty painfully clear what he thought I was.
I thought he was better than that. I thought he was the one who cared about taking care of me, not controlling me. I thought he was the one person who'd see when I was hurt and make it stop hurting.
Now? After today, I don't think I know either.
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