Remember when this love felt all-consuming, all the time. The warm days felt like an extension of your hugs, and the breeze at night made me feel lucky to have your warmth beside me.
All I feel now is a sense of irony. One that I can't seem to shake. It seems to me like we loved too much, too soon. But I just can't wrap my mind around the concept of having loved someone so much I drove them away. I wish you had said something earlier instead of brushing me off... Instead of making me feel unwanted.
I think you are stepping out on this: if not physically, then for sure emotionally. I know there was a switch, and you've been acting weird... I can't tell if you are simply bored with your mundane routine of working a tedious job and drinking everyday or if you simply fell out of love with me. I think, based on the fact that you pulled the rug from under me in May I could give you a similar treatment. But instead I've chosen a higher road. One that will kill you with kindness, so when you acknowledge the fact that you ruined the best thing that's happened to you in years, you will realize what a shit job you've done and how this isn't on me. This is ALL on you. Your lack of communication, your lack of drive in life, your lack of passion for a committed long term relationship. Because really, who the fuck freaks out just before the 5 month mark... Oh, I forgot to tell you: my freak out point is the 1 year mark.
Have fun eating shit in Cayman Islands and don't for a second even think you can have your cake and eat it.
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