LoveHurts89

I don't get you. We talk Monday. You sound confused, fair enough. You don't know what you want. But you tell me I have to move on. I tell you you have to let me move on. You ask what I mean. I tell you I need my stuff from you, my money, the bed etc. You tell me you'll be in touch Thursday. It's Friday now, and I haven't heard a peep. Are you scared yourself? Are you scared that once that stuff is gone then it's definitely over? You know I want you back. Want us back. But only you have the power to make that happen. But you don't want that right now. After our phone call Monday, we were texting. I asked the best way to rekindle this, by telling you daily I miss you? You said no, by leaving you alone, but sending the odd catch up text. So I ask if we should leave the contact on Thursday, and talk when I'm back from London. You said you'd still be in touch Thursday. So why wasn't you? Why haven't you replied to my text this morning? Is it not enough that you've broken my heart? Destroyed my confidence in myself and in men? Made me feel worthless? Taken away the planned future we have? Are these games that you're playing? Or did you forget? It's unlike you to play games, but saying that, I don't know you anymore. I don't want you. I want the man back that I fell in love with. He's in there. I can hear him when we talk. He shows himself slightly. Then hides away again. Why? I just don't know anymore. All I know is that I want us back, but I'm exhausted from this now. Mentally and physically.