Separately, we are perfectly normal parts, but together we can’t seem to make a whole. Like two puzzle pieces, no matter how many angles we try and fit at, our picture never turns out.
Let somebody see you cry.
My vision was no longer clouded and I saw what I’d become. I’d let inspiration become obsession. Tunnel vision had hindered all progress. I was so fixated on you, I got stuck.
People nag because there’s something their partner isn’t giving to them. Name it: time, attention, love, sex, whatever. But this isn’t helping.
It’s mine. It’s all mine. I can’t give him up. I’m sorry.
Learn from this situation. Grow from it. You are not your parents, and not all relationships fail.
“You’ve changed,” he said, with nervous laughter.
“They weren’t even that attractive.”
The last time somebody hit on you, you secretly wondered if someone had put them up to a bet.
Why pursue something that is bound to end badly? Why purposely hurt other people? Why suffer the heartache time and again? Honestly, I don’t know.