I’m Not Going To Wait Around For You To Be Ready For Love

I’m not going to wait around for you to be ready for love. I’m not going to miss every opportunity just to keep you in the picture. I’m not going to ruin every chance I have at finding something wonderful with someone else simply because you make me believe that one day you’ll come around, that in the end we’ll be together because it will take you that long to realize it was me you wanted all along, that no one better was out there for you.

I’m not going to wait around for you to realize that while you were out looking for perfection, you had something better standing right in front of you, someone who was ready to give you the love that you deserve, the love that you weren’t ready to accept and the love that you weren’t ready to give in return.

I don’t want to be someone’s consolation. I don’t want to be with someone who equates choosing me with settling. I don’t want to be your second choice. I don’t want to be the girl you come back to. I want to be the girl you realize is so incredibly wonderful that you can’t even imagine leaving her. I want to be the girl who makes you stay. And I don’t know if it’s me, if I’m the reason you’re not ready to give this love a chance, or if you mean it when you say that you’re not ready.

Because you tell me it’s not me, that I’m nearly perfect for you in every way, that any man would be lucky to have me but that you’re too scared to be him. And I guess the only way that I can try to understand these things you tell me, is to just accept it and move on.

Because when you begin a sentence with all the things you love about me, and conclude it with uncertainty, with words that sugar-coat the fact that you’re stringing me along, that you’re too afraid to let go of me completely yet not man-enough to make me stay, it makes me realize I have to set myself free.

If you can’t let go, I will, even if it means I have to rip your fingers from my grip. I’m leaving you and the hope that one day you’ll come around and realize I’m the one, behind.

I’m finally stepping forward without you in my shadow. I’m done waiting around for you to be ready to love me. I’m moving on to find a love that’s real.