I’m done waiting for you to be mine. I’m sick of waiting for you and feeling so afraid to loose you. I’ve waited long enough, I don’t even think you actually liked me as much as I liked you. Was I just there for you to toy around? Was I your second option? Well guess what. I’m done with all of it. I can’t handle waiting for something that’s never going to happen. I hope you find someone better than me because obviously I wasn’t good enough for you.