backingoutslowly:

I always seem to be the last thing on your mind. Even when we’re together.

You never start conversations. That’s my job.

You must feel the need to gain the support of everyone else but me, because I feel like I’m always the last to know everything. 

I’m sick of being the after-thought.

I’m sick of feeling like a second choice. A second chance.

If you don’t want to be with me, go. I can’t stop you.

Goddamn.

All I want is to love you.