Worry not...

You worry, but I say don't.

Don't' worry about never seeing me again.
Don't worry about me getting pulled away from you.

Don't worry because I've had just about enough of this shit.
I'm not going to put up with this anymore. Kapeesh?
What guarantee do I have that you won't pull the same shit on me?
None. So maybe when you've finally decided let your level of maturity
show your real age, then maybe we can talk.
Maybe its time to think about others too huh?

My parting words are, Your actions have consequences. Time to take some fucking responsibility for them. You were free to choose and you did. Now lie in it.