So yeah you call me a lot of the time, but you’re never excited to talk to me, you sound uninterested and like its a chore.
I send you sweet texts to hopefully make you smile, even a little bit… No reply or mention of it.
You tell me that you love me and you’re lucky to have me, but you don’t want to tell anyone you have a girlfriend? And even when the ones that know, say “hey bring your girlfriend” you say no and tell me they said that after the party or whatever it was.
You tell me it has nothing to do with me when you’re stressed and angry which ends up making me feel like it is, which I know does not contribute to a bad mood…
I wish I understood you….
I wish I knew if you mean it when you say you love me….
I’m always open and honest with you, and let you know just how much I adore you.
I wish I could feel secure in this relationship without blog about it to get all my feelings out.
Ugh I hate you.