Where do I draw the line?

I don’t know if I could take you back anymore.

I still love you, and a big part of me still wants you to come back. But it’s been over a month since you stopped responding to me. I reached out two days after we stopped talking, and later I sent what might have been my final goodbye. Nothing.

Every day that passes changes something.
I used to think that if you came back, I’d just be happy you came back. Now I wonder what happens if it’s two months. Three months. Six.

At what point am I disrespecting myself if I let you disappear for months and then walk back into my life whenever you’re ready?

I can still love you and miss you while deciding that the way you left matters too.

I just wish you’d come back before I have to find out where that line is.

This hurts so much 💔