I’m Amazing But You Never Gave Me A Chance To Show You That

I’m one hell of a girl, but I don’t think you’d describe me that way. After all, you don’t really know me, despite the fact that we’d been dating or “hanging out” or whatever you want to call it for quite some time. The truth is, you can’t see how amazing I am because you never gave me (or us) a real chance.

You were never interested in getting to know the real me. If I asked you to describe me as a person, your answers would either be incorrect or vague AF. The truth is regardless of the fact that we spent months together, you never really knew me. You didn’t care enough to listen when I talked. You were never able to see the light I shine in the world because you were blinded by the obsession to keep your image as “available.”

Our “relationship” was always on your terms. You never made me a priority in your life. You didn’t want to make plans — that was way too permanent to you. You wanted the ability to change your mind. You made me feel like I was only good enough for you when you had nothing better to do. I’m a good time kind of girl you’d probably have loved being around, but you never got the chance to see that side of me.

You were too busy trying to keep things casual. That’s all you ever cared about. You were constantly defining what was happening between us as “casual” and “complicated.” You were obsessed with making sure I never thought of us as serious. You never even gave us the chance to have something real because you wanted to take things so slowly that we’d never have been able to move forward.

This is your loss. You have the potential to be a great guy but not if you’re not willing to give a girl like me a real chance. I’m an amazing person and I make an amazing girlfriend, but you’re never going to see that. At the end of the day, I appreciated you and you neglected me. This is your loss, not mine, because I know there’s a guy out there that will treat me a hell of a lot better than you can.

You’re too caught up in your own life. The truth is you’re way too selfish to ever care about anyone else’s life. All you ever wanted to talk about was you. It was always about what was going on in your life. You never asked about my day or how things were going with me. I got to know your vapid shell, but you never even broke mine to learn about me. To you, my life remains a mystery.

We never went on any real dates. You just wanted to “hang out.” You tried to keep things chill and that’s what kept us from ever having a real relationship. Taking a girl out on a date shouldn’t be that serious. We don’t have to get married just because we go out. Dates are how you open up to someone, but the most we ever knew about each other were our favorite Netflix shows.

You had too many rules. There were so many rules in place so that you could always keep me at a distance. You never wanted me to get too close and that’s what kept you from knowing me and how amazing I am. There were so many limitations that you’d never be able to find out if you had an actual interest in me.

I deserve better than you. I know my worth and I know I deserve a man who feels lucky to have me in his life. I want to be with someone who’s all in, not a man who’s constantly waiting on the edge. I don’t want just a piece of your heart — I want the whole damn thing. I deserve a man who thinks I’m the best thing that ever happened to him. I deserve a real chance with a guy who’s interested in me and only me, but you treated me like I’m replaceable.

You worried way too much what other people thought. You never wanted to be “whipped,” so you were obsessed with showing your friends you weren’t to the point of treating me like crap. I can’t believe you thought I would just continue to put up with that. You thought you were too good for me, but at the end of the day, I’m the one who’s too good for you.

You may not see it, but I’m a catch. The fact that you don’t realize that doesn’t eat away at my self-esteem. I have enough self-confidence to know that if a man doesn’t treat me right, he’s the problem, not me. I’m not a girl looking for a meal ticket. I have a career I’m passionate and can provide for myself. I don’t need a man because I’m not bored. I have friends, family, and hobbies to keep myself occupied. I’m a smart and strong independent woman who loves a good laugh. I’m a catch and you’re just too blind to see that.

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