Non mi sento più in grado di inseguirti

Sono troppo stanco per continuare a farlo.

I just don’t have any strength left in me to do this anymore. I think that it’s finally enough.

Mi piacevi così tanto che ero disposto a fare tutto per te e niente era troppo difficile se ti rendeva felice.

But, you’ve used me, and now I’m just tired. I don’t even want to rincorrerti. I don’t even want to put the slightest effort into getting closer to you.

Abituati al fatto che non sei più la mia priorità. Non sei più il numero uno della mia vita.

Get used to the fact that you’re going to wait hours to get a text back from me, and there is no more my running to your door in the middle of the night because you feel like hanging out.

E come mi sento? My feelings matter, and I’ve finally realized that.

I’m not doing this to hurt you. I’m not angry with you, and I don’t want revenge. I’m not that petty. It’s just that I can’t take it anymore.

Non ho più forza né nervi per starti vicino ogni secondo della giornata.

I don’t want to jump when you say hop. I don’t want to constantly try to make you happy because I’m hurting myself in the process.

I’ve completely neglected my needs and things I want to do. My life somehow only got one purpose—making you happy.

Mi hai tenuto all'oscuro. Mi hai fatto credere che saremmo stati una coppia, ma l'unica cosa che volevi era qualcuno che ti inseguisse, qualcuno che si occupasse dei tuoi bisogni e esaudisse i tuoi desideri.

I’m sorry, but I’m out.

You’re not that special to me anymore. I won’t think carefully about what to say to you fearing that I might say something wrong which will pull me away from you.

I’m not going to try so hard anymore for you to like me. I’m going to act around you exactly how I want to.

I’m going to say the first thing that comes to my mind because I know that the real me is far more interesting than this person I’m pretending to be just so you like me.

I know you won’t be happy about this. You’ve enjoyed having a girl run around you, trying to turn your life into a perfect one—but perfect for you. Who would give that up?

Now, you’re going to be surprised because I won’t be running to your door just because you don’t feel like watching a movie alone or you need someone to bring you something along the way, so you thought: “What the hell, I’m gonna call her!”

I’m not playing the game by your rules. Not anymore.

Penso meno a te, lo sai. Non sei più così attraente e le farfalle nel mio stomaco ora sono molto più tranquille quando ti vedo.

Your smile is not that beautiful anymore. All in all, you’re just no longer that special.

I wonder how you could possibly even think that this little game you’re playing is going to last forever.

Pensavi davvero che ti avrei corso dietro per il resto della mia vita?

That I’m going to crave your touch and imagine what it would be like to be in a relationship with you?

Did you really think that I am going to comfort myself with thinking that I’m almost there because you keep sending me mixed signals and you keep giving me false hope?

Well, I hate to break it to you, but I’m not feeling sorry for myself anymore.

I’m not lying to myself by thinking I’m almost there, that any day now you’re going to ask me to be your girlfriend.

All'epoca, quando volevo darti tutto, credo di aver dato davvero il massimo.

I gave you so much that I had nothing left even if we started a relationship. You’ve drained me in the beginning, and we weren’t even together.