I thought about a lot of things. And it all begins when I
first fell in love with him: I was so lost back then, I found a man that I
thought could match my personality. We are young, experimental and in love at
that moment. Our first year was full of throttle, yea I could say that! Full of
ups and downs, he was younger than me and I am more matured than him. I was
like raising a kid to be a man. I keep telling to myself that in order to keep
this relationship I need a lot of patience; amazingly I did gain lots of it.
Our second year gets tougher because he keeps repeating the things that I don’t
like, well every kid is stubborn. And yet I hold on for one more time thinking
that I could make things work out sadly ALONE. Yes, I was trying to work it by
myself. I guess it wasn’t bad. Here we come we are nearly having our 3rd year,
but I know when to stop because I had enough. Handling a relationship alone is
not worth it; it should always be a two way relationship.
I am not saying that I am perfect and an expert with
relationship. I made mistakes at the end of this chaos we have, cause I was
miserable longing for what I deserve. Weigh things now, who got bad? We have to
end it, we blamed at each other for not working things out. It will always end
up this way, right? Pride is all you have. I have to sacrifice a lot to let
things go. I always thought I will have
him as my best friend, my companion and a partner. But it didn’t turn out that
well. We share the same friends; now that it’s over I think I lost them too.
Well what can I say I always work alone, and now I ended up being alone? Shit isn’t
it?
Try listening to this link:
I learned that communication is very important and working
alone makes no sense at all. I just feel so sad right now. Cause all I wanted
is someone to love me the way I love them. Why does it have to be this hard?
Why do I always end up alone? This is so
unfair.
