Remember when you said that? I laid in my room wide awake reading the messages coming in with a smile from ear to ear. Knowing I was the girl that drove you crazy, made me happy and also made me melt and wrap around your finger, which you have now incessantly manipulated me with. Lately, you seem uninterested, and every time I message you, you never answer back. It's mega confusing when you say you like me one day, and act like I don't exist when I see you out, then invite me over 3 days later to hang out with you and your friends. I'm writing this because I don't know if you enjoy head games, you're testing me, or you're just insecure and like having me close but not too close. I don't know how to tell you this without fear of losing you altogether, because the times we share are fun but it's starting to hurt. I've decided to treat you the same way you're treating me. In hopes it will help you feel how I feel. In hope's you'll realize you either have to let me go or be something I know you want to be but are too scared. You're attractive, humble and insanely smart. Stop keeping me on a thread because you're insecure with yourself. Because I don't have the scissors to cut the strings you attach me to. I'm just as vulnerable as you are. —Figure it out and let me know