I try not to worry about you. our relationship was a mystery a series of games, trying to see who cares less, trying to stay secret.
I wanted to love you so badly. I wanted that to be reciprocated. Each time hours went by without a response a part of me wondered am i worth anything to you? it was hard figuring you out but you just didn’t care. ignoring me for weeks on end really made it hard to exist knowing i wasn’t worth the slightest bit of effort to you. then we called it quits…
…and two weeks later you begged for me back.
now i know what i’m worth. i’m worth my weight in diamonds. i’m worth being excited about. i’m worth calling on the phone. i’m worth you telling me secrets. i’m worth being loved. I’m worth forgetting anyone else exists.