You text me when it’s convenient for you.
I text you the moment I see your message.
That’s the difference between us.
To me, replying isn’t just a task —
It’s a way to show that I care,
That you are a priority.
But to you, I’m just another item on your to-do list.
Something to get around to when you have time.
I’ve come to realize that love, effort, and attention can’t be forced.
They have to flow naturally.
If I’m the one who always cares more,
Who always tries harder,
Maybe it’s time to take a step back.
Maybe I need to stop chasing someone
Who only makes time for me when it suits them.
Love shouldn’t be about convenience —
It should be about consistency.
About showing up, even when it’s not easy.
I deserve someone who values me,
Who doesn’t leave me waiting,
Or doubting my worth.
So if you only text me when you feel like it,
Maybe it’s time I stop replying.
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I write, I reach,
Each message a bridge,
Stretched across the silence,
Seeking a sign — a whisper, a glance.
My words bloom like wildflowers,
Soft petals of care,
Scattered by the wind,
Hoping to land in your hands.
But the quiet lingers,
An echo with no reply.
I wonder — am I just a passing thought,
Or a shadow on your busy sky?
You say you care,
Yet your time slips past me,
Moments you don’t spare,
While my heart still waits patiently.
I am not asking for the world,
Only for a moment that says,
“I see you. I hear you.
You matter to me.”
I want to feel your presence,
Not as a task on a list,
But as a choice, freely made,
As someone you’d miss.
And maybe someday,
You'll find in the spaces between,
That love isn’t just spoken,
But shown, felt, and seen.
Until then, I’ll hold my words close,
Learning when to let go and when to stay.
For I deserve more than echoes —
I deserve someone who chooses me each day.
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Just Friends
We are just friends,
And in that, there’s a quiet grace,
In the laughter we share,
And the moments we embrace.
No need for more,
Just here in this space,
With no expectations,
Just time, just place.
In every word,
And in every glance,
We find comfort in the ordinary,
In the simplest dance.
Just friends,
And that’s enough for me,
In this friendship, pure and true,
I’ve found all I need to be.
