After speaking to my ex last night I no longer have regrets. I thought that maybe I was being too judgemental, too selfish. Speaking to him reconfirmed why I don't want to be with him.
No matter what he thinks it wasn't about the arguments or his never ending need to be number one in my life or how he fiened for attention. He couldn't do the one thing that was so important to me which was just to listen.
In the year and some odd months that we dated he truly never got to.know me. Never cared enough to pay attention to the things I cared about or liked. Instead he faked it all by being the typical guy you see in the movies. You know, the ones who bring you flowers with a card and some chocolate.
I'm happy he never made me food, he probably would've killed me.
But this entry isn't about him anymore, it's about me. It's about how hard it is to find someone who cares about things just as much as I do. Someone who will do a favor for anyone even if they don't deserve it.
I'm too nice and the worst part is I know that'll never change.
The best part is I'm not angry. I'm very happy because one day you'll realize your mistakes and what your missing out on.
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