I was begging you to stay with me. Begging you not to leave. Begging you to live up to the dream I made you out to be.

All that time, you hadn't been listening. I'd been pleading with no one.

I wanted, so badly, for you to give me  reason to believe in you. It was all I wanted: an excuse to love someone that didn't love me back.

I pleaded for you to be who I wanted you to be, but you couldn't hear. You'd stopped listening forever ago.

Maybe you'd never started.

Alexa Green