“Because I’m not even sure about dating ever again,” you said. It took me 20 minutes to contemplate for the right response. I was slightly hurt, but I understand where you’re coming from; you’ve been traumatized because of what happened to your last serious relationship. I know that it’s hard for you to forget about all that, but I want you to trust me that I won’t do the same.
“I’ll tell you when I find someone that I like more than I like you,” I said. But that would be difficult, you know. Because I’m not the type who would fall in love with two people at the same time. But I had to say that so that you won’t feel burdened.
This is probably the first time I told you what I really felt. I add “lol” into everything that I say because I’m too shy to let you know how serious I am with you.
I really hope that my stubbornness will pay off, and that you’ll realize that I’m not the same as the girl who left you; that I’m younger, but I’m mature enough; that I meant it when I said I like you; that I can heal your wounds if only you’d let me.
Yes, I sound desperate. But when you like someone that is broken, you have to go an extra mile. You have to do things that would make him feel loved because that’s the only way for you to get through him.
I don’t know how our story will end, whether it will be a happy ending or not, but I don’t want to give up on you that easily. So, I’m choosing to stay.