Dating when you’re 26 is unbelievable. This isn’t even considered dating, it’s just getting together whenever we’re bored, making out, and then not speaking to each other again for weeks. That’s the “surface story”. Underneath, I have the biggest crush on you but you won’t talk to me because this is all so much fun for you. Idiot. Me, not you. I should’ve listened. You basically told me you were trouble, but by then it was too late. I’m already invested. And each time I get hurt by your childish ways, I feel like I’m going through a breakup. I guess I’m also still a little childish. But none if this excuses your bad behaviour, it really doesn’t. I see who you are, not who you think you are, who you really are. Who you were created to be. I know that your good outweighs your bad a 1000%,i wish you could see it too. I’m good though, I’m much stronger than I always believed. I’m worth so much more that I used to think and my destiny is too big and too important for me to become distracted by silly boys running around so unsure of what they want. Grow up. I’m mad though. Just need to be alone for a bit.