Don’t text me. Not with a vague ‘hey’ that I have to find a way to interpret. And not with an I-miss-you message that’s meant to make me fall for you again. To make me obsess overyou again. To make me lower my standards and accept the little you’re willing to give again.
And don’tlike my photos on social media. Don’t make me guess what that slight bit of affection means. If you think I look hot in the picture. If you’re jealous of the people posingwith me in the picture. If you’re trying to brainwash me intocontacting you afteryou approved of the picture.
It’s not that I’mopposed to letting you back in my life. But if you want my attention, then you’re going to have to put in effort. Real effort.You have to do more than press a button or two on your phone.A text just isn’t enough.
Call me up and make plans with me. Not faraway plans. Not hypotheticalplans. Not plans that you’re going to cancel. Actually clear your schedule so that you can have a conversation withme in person. Prove to me that you’re willing to go out of your way to spend time with me, andthat you’re not just talking to me when it’s convenient. That I’m a priorityand not a second choice, not just some girl on the side. Then I’ll think about letting you back into my life.
I’m not asking for much. I’m really not. I just know that if I let you back into my life with an effortless text, then the bar is going to be set low. You won’t feel the need to work for my affection. You’ll think a sentencewill do the trick. That I don’t need more than a few meaningless words sent from an iPhone.
I’m sorry, but I don’t want an almost relationship over text message with occasional dates thrown in (if I’m lucky). I want dinners and moviesand skating in Central Park. I want coffee and hot cocoa and late night cuddles. If that’s not what you’re looking for, that’s okay — as long as youdon’t lead me on. Don’t text me, don’t like my photos, don’t me photos.Don’t bother.
I don’t want a relationship over the phone. I don’t want to feel like I’m dating you, but I’msingle. Like I’m close to you, but don’t know you at all. I want something real. I’m no longer willing to settle for a half-ass relationship, one that has potential but neverfinds a way toreach it.
I deserve more than a text. We all do.