That girl. That girl on that Sunday afternoon with that guy—that girl isn’t me. And the complacency behind her actions is exactly what I’m trying to avoid because the guy she hurt doesn’t deserve any of the pain. No one does.
The actions I’ve taken have left a thick scar on what used to be a relationship…And I know what I want right now is difficult to get—especially when I feel your (silent) frustrations, I become so consumed because it isn’t worth it if I’m the reason that you’re upset. I broke my promise. I regret every thing I did with him because what happened between him and I does not even equate to spending a millisecond with you.
I fucked up. And I realize that my immature selfishness is my demise.
But just know that I’m really working hard, going crazy, and running through the city. Because for you, I’d rise and grind and do whatever it takes to redeem myself—no matter how busy. I’ll be there to remind you that I believe in you, your dreams, and your ability to achieve...because at the end of the day, I’ll always love you unconditionally.
No one (especially him) deserves a half assed, halfhearted anything. Because the first sign you should look for is that I will hold you down and I will be standing right next to you when you need me to.
For all the past and future boys who failed to recognize me for the amazing human being that I am, you struck out. And I know I have so much more promises to fulfill...but for everyone else who took the time to read, this is my public apology.
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