“But I’ve waited for you all this time.”
“That does not mean you love me. We have very different definitions of what love is. You might think you want me but you truly you don’t. You’re craving something physical with emotions that come with time. You think we can just pick up where we left off and hop back into a relationship. You’re lonely and have no one to confide in and since I am the only person left, you have chosen our relationship to romanticize. But we were truly never good together; we have given each other third and forth chances and still we are speaking two different languages. I am tired of trying to fight for something that is destined to fail.
— Excerpt from a book I will never write #1198 // just another long drawn out hypothetical conversation with my ex // excerptsofstories