There isn’t a single person who I’ve been intimately involved with, that never tried getting back together after I ended things. I’m initially always extremely patient in my relationships, which makes them relaxed, lazy for effort and repeat offenders, thinking I’ll always understand. Then one day, I suddenly reach my limit and shock them with completely cutting off – no contact. I am always 100% certain they’ll come back trying, no matter how long it takes. But by then, I’ve already exhausted all chances and they’re just an ego boost project to me. I just wait for the day they re-establish contact, so I can treat them like nobodies and have that full satisfaction of dishing them blatant, stone cold rejection. Strange, but I love it.