I’m trying to be the bigger person. I’m trying to give you a second chance. I’m trying not to throw away everything that happened between us. But you’re making it hard on me.
It’s hard to forgive someone who doesn’t even seem like they’re sorry.
It’s hard to forgive someone who doesn’t seem like they’re interested in changing.
It’s hard to forgive someone who doesn’t seem like they care about how much they hurt me in the first place.
I’m trying to set things right with you, I’m trying to compromise with you, but you won’t see eye-to-eye with me. You won’t apologize to me. You won’t agree to disagree with me. I can’t work out a solution with you if I’m the only person putting in any effort. We have to be on the same page if we want to move forward.
If you’re going to act stubborn and keep having the same argument with me over and over again, then we’re never going to be able to move past this. If you’re going to behave immaturely, then there isn’t any reason for me to try to glue us back together.
I’m willing to forgive you, but only if you give me a reason to forgive you. I’m not going to give you another chance if you can’t even own up to what you’ve done wrong. I’m not going to give you the benefit of the doubt if you can’t even muster up the energy to say you’re sorry.
I’m trying to see the situation from your side. I’m trying to do the right thing — but if you keep giving me more and more reasons not to forgive you, then I’m going to walk away instead of wasting anymore time on you. I’m not afraid to call it quits. At this point, it’s really up to you.
You can either act like a mature adult, have a serious conversation with me, and set things right. Or you can continue acting like you’ve done nothing wrong.
Don’t get me wrong, I want to forgive you. I want us to move past what happened. But I’m not stupid. I’m not a doormat. I’m not going to allow you to walk all over me.
If you don’t have any desire to change your ways, if you aren’t self-reflective enough to admit your toxic habits could use changing, then I’m not going to give you a second chance.
You don’t deserve to be in my world if you aren’t mature enough to take responsibility for your actions.
You don’t deserve to be in my world if you twist every situation in order to make it look like you’re the one who deserves to be upset.
You don’t deserve to be in my world if you can hurt me without feeling guilty over it, without wanting to fix things.
I want everything to go back to normal, but you’re making it hard for me to forgive you. You’re making it hard for me to forget.