In a world when anyone falls in love with anyone, Am I enough for you ?

What does love mean to you ? Buying me flowers, buying me presents ? Is that something you think love is ? Well not for me. Love is a pure feeling where there is every sort of feeling : insecurities, jealousy, hate, love, everything. Why does one argument or disagreement make you text someone else for attention. When everything goes back to normal why do you not feel the need to make it right ? Why would you not want to make it right with me, when you say I’m the one.

There’s disagreements where there is love. One expresses something that’s bothering them, where there is love. One tries hard to dress up to impress you, that is love. One tries to even listen to the same songs as you, because that is love. Why after doing all this,you don’t fall in love with me ?

I know I’m not like the other girls who are always super confident about their bodies about their face, but you said you feel in love with just myself. What changed ? Just because I brought stuff up that bothered me and tried to talk about how I feel you choose to do something that would disrespect me even more and made sure there wasn’t any trace of it that I could find.

Relationships don’t work like this, relationships are hardships, there’s battles you need to fight everyday, there’s difficulties which never get easier. But if you’re not one would you not want to work with me through it. You call me dramatic and tell me I overreact on a situation, have you ever tried to be in my shoes. Have you felt how would you feel if I would be telling all our things to someone else.

It hurts, it breaks you. But you know what my love doesn’t go anywhere for you. Do I accept this behaviour no I don’t, do I feel good of being someone’s else’s second choice no I don’t, that’s how you make me feel. There’s a lot of times where you’ve been amazing but that one thing that one action destroys everything. I don’t know why I cry so much, why do I break down so much, guess I feel too many emotions, but I love you damn it.

Here I am writing about all this, hurt, crying, angry, sad everything. I don’t know if you feel great about yourself or what. But you know what I’ll leave you to it, because this is world where anyone falls in love with anyone.