Where?
February '16
TE
We walk around in circles in our never ending cycle of nothing. We don’t move forward. Always stepping back. Are we happy? Do we want this? I feel as if we stay in this because we are comfortable. I’m not what you want. Not what you need. You say I am but I’m never reassured. We make steps to fix it but we don’t follow through. It’s like we are all talk and never any action. We aren’t real. We sit behind this facade that we are going down the right path to be together again but we aren’t. We are lying to ourselves. I’m sad because it seems as if we will never be what we were. I crave to be us. To be what we used to be. To be fully happy in the embrace of one another. To look into your eyes and know that you love me. You don’t look at me the same anymore. I used to be able to read you like a book but it seems as if you’re closed off to me. We are broken. Into a million pieces. But I fear that we won’t be successful. I feel defeated in our attempts towards happiness.
