The girl I want to be

I'm no longer going to be willing to play the the-girl-you-contact-when-you-are-bored and/or frustrated and/or lonely.  You either want me in your life or you don't.  This whole game is not [imagine me snapping my fingers thrice in a "Z" formation] working for me! 

I want to be the girl...

 

...you call just because.

 

...you bring tulips to when you pick her up for dinner.

 

...you want seated beside you during a Star Wars marathon.  Please bring Junior Mints!  [Note:  I will turn my head in that creepy Darth Vadar scene when he burns his face.  Ick!]

 

...you want to change my last name.

 

...you don't mind seeing cry.

 

...you want to take to a baseball game!  [I heart baseball.]

 

...you want your parents to meet.

 

...you imagine in your future.

I'm tired of being treated like a therapist...or, even worse yet, the girl who you don't mind breaking her heart.  I'm done being that girl.  [Insert the "Z" snapping thing.] 

I'm choosing life.  An abundant life!