If I Were You

If I were you I wouldnt have asked me to have your number removed from my fone. I wouldn't have just thought about myself, opened my mind more, and given what we had between us another chance. I wouldn't have run away from me because I would have understood that I, too, am human. I have feelings and that I have a say in what might be best for us, and that what I do might affect me in ways you wouldn't have predicted.

If I were you, I wouldn't have considered me as a trophy of your vanity. A captured soul hanging around your neck. I would have thought that what I felt was special, and I would have treated me with respect and admiration for the strength I summoned just to confess. Just because it was I who succumbed shouldn't mean that you will gain the upper hand in our relationship. Doesn't mean that you could do anything you want without considering how I feel. Doesn't mean that you could just leave me hurting when I did nothing but be myself and let you know what you need to know. Doesn't mean that you will leave me like this unscathed.

If I were you, I would be guilty. I would be ashamed of myself for bringing me to this undecided state for six months now. I would have given the explanation I was asking you.

If I were you, I would restore our friendship. Or perhaps not. Since after all you have put me through all this time without your knowledge I came to the conclusion that you are unworthy of what I feel. That you are a bad person, no matter what you say. That you are simply NOT WORTH IT.

If I were you, I would not take this too much to heart. I would just run away, since that's what you're good at anyway. Ha ha ha!

Ready. Set. Go!