"You get bored easily", that's what they say.

To them, I move on too easily, I put the phone down too fast, ignored the texts, reject the calls and move on to the next guy so simply.
To them, I treat guys like they are the flavor of the week.

To them, I am the girl who leaves. 

But, I was the girl who stayed. 

I was the girl who stayed even when things get rough.
I was the girl who stayed even when the texts got lesser, the calls short and rough, and the date nights no longer existent.
I was the girl who stayed even if I was treated badly.
I was the girl who stayed even when she knew she had a choice to leave.

But, I became the girl who leaves.

I became the girl who could care less the hearts she left behind.
I became the one guy's text constantly, trying to make planes, and I dismiss them, one by one.
I became the girl who doesn't give a second thought to their feelings, rejecting them and leaving them.
I became the girl who leaves

I wasn't always that kind of girl.

I used to be the girl who constantly gives second chances even when they don't deserve it. 
I used to be the girl who will take the guy back if he would only just apologize.
I used to be the girl who let her guard down so easily that anyone could come in, say a few sweet words and have my heart handed over to them.

I used to be that girl. 

I used to have my heart on my sleeve all the time, putting in so much time and effort into every relationship even though it was not reciprocated. 
I constantly held on to faith and hope, trusting that things will somehow work itself out and I will have my happily ever after.

But, Things don't always happen that way.

With every heartbreak, I began to realize what I want, and what I deserve.
With every piece of my heart taken and thrown away, I began to build a wall around the pieces left to protect myself. 
Guard myself with walls so high no one can get around it.
Locked my heart and throw the keys far away.
I began to trust people less and was so sure that everyone who enters my life will eventually leave, so I became the girl who leaves.
And, so I became the girl who leaves, before I am left.

But, I hope that someday I'll meet someone who will make me stay, this time, with him.