It's been 4 days since we met. You told me you'd see me soon and that you'll contact me. I'm beginning to question the credibility of your words and whether you meant it. It sucks. Sucks to be in such a powerless position, left hanging, kept waiting... I hate this feeling. I really feel that if you really loved me you wouldn't do this to me. I do deserve better but somehow a part of me is still unwilling to let you go. I love you, I really do, but sometimes I just think we're not that healthy for each other. I do hope we can make it work. But if you aren't willing to put in the work. Then it's alright. We're better off walking our separate ways. I'm not gonna beg for you to stay. I'm not gonna beg for you to tell you you love me. I don't know. Stuck in limbo. Again, only time will tell...
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Undecided
I love you. Intertwined in the strings of indecision, I ricochet between holding on and letting go. My heart is heavy at the thought of walking away yet it feels hard to just breathe when I think of staying. I cannot be the only one doing everything. As the days pass, to me it becomes clearer and clearer what I should do, and that is to walk away. You're not fighting me. You're not fighting for us. We only adrift in silence. Don't you care anymore? I still have a glimmer of hope for us. Our love is still alive, our love still has a beating heart. I know this for a fact. What we have is real, our connection is woven within our souls. We just let the destructive ego taint what we have. But love alone is not enough to carry us through the tests of time. I love you. But whether I stay or leave, only time will tell.