I don’t know if I love you anymore. If I had know things more clearly I wouldn’t have left to be with you. I know you do everything for me but I can’t get over the fact you betrayed me. You keep in touch with ex girlfriends. One in which kissed you and told you in messenger she misses you. Would she stay if she knew all you do is game-drink-smoke. On top sex every two weeks cause you’re too messed up. You don’t ever want to move. Traveling is not your thing nor is going out on dates. I thought it was me but like you said you went out only when you had to or felt obligated. I feel less of a person. I was introduced to another female as someone that lives with you after ten years. The fact your father was there when you hung out with the ex that kissed you…hurts my heart. Apparently I am not that important. I changed my life to be with you. I feel I’ve wasted my time. After ten years and promises of marriage I’m losing hope. I’m not your mother. I thought I was your future. I feel like I’m at the bottom of you list. You have written poems and songs for ex girlfriends you’ve told me about but couldn’t even get me a card for Valentine’s Day. You are so comfortable in the fact I’ll take care of you and you can relax. Cake and Ice Cream. How is going to be when I start working more? My options are open now. If ex girlfriends are a thing and we are not at least engaged we are roommates. I now just owe you money. I’ll give us two more years. After that I’m walking away. I know my worth. I would never do anything to hurt you. You on the other hand think I’m ridiculous. Why? Because I’m hurt knowing you tell other ex girlfriends our issues-you hang out with them-call them and message them out of the blue. Find someone else that will put up with that. Maybe it’s my fault. I give to much of myself. Maybe I am a joke. I hope you know I had other prospects but I choose to be with you. Don’t worry I want tag you in anything best to keep your social apps looking like your single. Here’s to another two years…
Dear desperate lonely people,
I hate feeling this way, constantly thinking about him… or that idea… that glimpse of the idea of love i wanted, that i gave up on… then you suddenly show up out of no-where. Yes, you… out of all people i was not expecting you, you showed up from no where and just accepted me fully. I just had been hurt before. I was happy and content, i’ve come to terms and peace with never being in love again and not experiencing that feeling. That increased dopamine levels that make you forget to eat or the butterflies in your stomach that everytime you get when you see that person. Forget about all of that, it’s the way that this “relationship” could have been so healing ut i never got to experience it… its not fair..its the way how things unfolded …. its that idea that i desperately wanted. Its not fair that, i have to leave right after i realize i was falling for you, the need to express it is so strong…It hurts and it still does because i don’t know if ill ever experience that again. It hurts that i held back so much, i was scared of love. I just want to let go and give all for love but i don’t know if ill find someone whom i can love again. You’ve made me realize how essential, deserving and monumental i am… thank you for loving me or at least in my head you did. Regardless i
When you’ve been broke, you hold on to love the hardest or even the glimpse of it makes you crazy. When you had to fight for love, it becomes so special and so hard to ignore. That’s one of the downsides of falling in love.