Enough

I've had enough... to be honest, of the petty ways of trying to win a guy's heart.

I've had enough of the uncertainty; not knowing sucks!

I've had enough of wondering to no end if he's the other one, or simply just the next one or the last one.

I've had enough of the games... I don't like being played, whether you had meant to or not.

I've had enough of wanting a guy to feel the same way or hoping he feels the same way.

I've had enough of trying to be good enough; fucking hell I am more than enough.

I've had enough of wondering if I'll be alone, because I couldn't give a shit about it right now.

I've had enough because I am so bloody tired.

There will come a point where all I feel is the ache and the hurt. By then I hope I'd be stronger to endure the pain. Seriously... It's fucking annoying.

More than anything, I'm not just fed up, I am vexed beyond words. Frustrated, more like.