Why do I feel like we’re no longer on the same page?
Are we slowly drifting away from each other?
Do small things always have to spark such big anger?
Do I even still know you?
I’m starting to grow tired of our fights. What seems monumental to you feels like something we could simply talk through to me.
Is this the cost of loving an overthinker?
Everyone knows I love with all my heart. But if you can’t see or feel it, maybe it’s because I love in the only way I know how.
We’re too old to keep arguing. Instead, shouldn’t we focus on finding solutions and cherishing the moments we have together?
I understand you want the best for me, and I appreciate it more than words can say. But let me make my own mistakes. Let me find my own path. I value your advice and seek your wisdom, but I also need the freedom to be myself.
We’re not kids anymore. I know you love me too, deep down. But if this is all becoming too much, if the effort feels unbearable for you, please tell me. I’ll try to understand.
Love is hard work, and I’ve always believed it’s worth the effort. But if you’re tired of working through it with me, just let me know. I’ll find a way to accept it.
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