One day you will realize that you miss me. You will realize that you miss the way it used to make you feel. You will miss the morning rituals with me. You will miss dancing in the house every time our song plays. You will miss the weekend trips we had, the pleasures of the night and everything else. You will miss everything about me, but it will be too late.
One day you will realize that no one will make you a priority like I did. You will realize that no one will be willing to give up parts of themselves to keep you happy.
Nobody will support you like I did, nobody will be there when you call them because you are never there for them. You get what you give and honey, you give nothing at all. Nobody will be crazy enough to give themselves to you, to gain nothing but pain.
One day you will finally see my worth. You will finally see me as I see myself now. You will see the amazing woman you let go because of your stupidity. You will realize why leaving you was the best thing I did for myself. You will see reality. I never asked for all your time. I never asked you to give up parts of yourself for me. I never asked you to give me more than you could. All I ever wanted is to feel loved and to feel that you were happy that you had me, to feel that I was enough for you. But I never did and never was. One day you will finally see that I am no longer a scared little girl. You will see that I never had to settle for your love, I did it because I wanted to. I never had to put up with your fourth grade behavior, but I did because I loved you.
I loved you in all your versions. I wanted your bad mood days, your past and your future. I wanted to lose myself in your arms and drown in your love. I never needed any of that, and that’s what’s killing you. I never needed you to know that I’m amazing. But you did need me.
One day you will realize that no one loved you like I did. One day you will realize that you exchanged my love for the taste of freedom. You changed my love for one night stands.
You traded the real thing for shallow relationships with random girls at random bars. And one day you will want me back. You want to feel loved again, but I won’t be there. When I gave you everything, you discarded me. Now it’s my turn to give up on you. One day you will realize that I was worth it. You will realize that one night with me was worth thousands of nights with others. You will realize that it was worth fighting for my love.
And what was worth compromising, but it would be too late. By the time you walked out of my life, it was already too late. By the time you decided you loved yourself more than us, it was too late.
By the time you left me for other women, it was already too late. The moment you choose yourself over me, it was already too late.
Because, you see, I finally got tired of giving you everything to get nothing in return. I will never again be anyone’s last resort because I know I deserve to be the priority.
I deserve to be someone’s only option, not just another option. I deserve to feel like the only woman in the world. I deserve to get that kind of love I once gave you. And I deserve someone who sees the fire in my eyes and wants to play with it. Someone who looks at me and wonders how I could think that I’m not enough.
