Six months. Six months of convincing someone that being with you is the one thing that makes the most sense out of anything else in your existence. No dice.
Two weeks away and they decide you are finally something special. Something beautiful and amazing. That the effort it would take to be in a relationship would be actually rewarding and possibly wonderful.
...Too bad you've moved on.
Too bad you've decided that you're exhausted from all the persuasion.
You're done fighting.
It's finished.
You know what the absolute worst part is though?
Wanting the person to fight for you. Like you fought for them...
It's almost like you're daring them. "Come on. Prove it. What did two weeks show you? Do you wanna be with me because you think I'm someone you want to spend your life with? Or because you're lonely? And I was the only one who cared?"
So, please, prove to me your feelings are true. Show me that you really want my love. Persuade me into trusting you again.
Convince me.
Just like I tried to convince you.
For six months.
-Queen Madz
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