I’m forever the one who chases the ones I love because I’ve never believed in giving up on something worth keeping. For once, it’d be nice to have someone chase after me. For them to look at me and be like “yes we’re fighting and you’re an asshole but I love you and I won’t give up.”
Every person I get close to and who promise me that they’ll stick around, never do.
I want to mean something to someone.