This is where honesty lies and I make no apologies

My stomach is in knots because I know that right now he's doing something that's going to hurt me. I don't know how I know but I do.

I don't know what to say, because I don't know what to think. The pattern is familiar but the variables ever changing and one day that might break the routine... something may differ just enough to set us off course, or put us back on course? I'll never know, because we've never known, and never could know where this goes. There is potential sure but potential for what? Every day I change my mind, every day I want something different and every day I question what you want, what you need... if you're even aware of things as transient as desire. I am aware, I'm aware of the nonsensical way in which we fight, and the misleading way in which we love, I'm aware of the mold we are not fitting and how many problems that causes. But I'm also aware of satisfaction, of contentment both yours and mine to have this, this whatever it is. Because its special and precious. Because its ours and no one else's. I take no issue with that but some times I feel alone in the gray.

Dear me, 1 Corinthians 13:7-8 [Love] bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails…

http://thoughtcatalog.com/brianna-wiest/2014/06/25-things-every-woman-should-have-by-the-time-she-turns-25/

Tolerance is the lowest form of human empathy, literally the least you can do. Yet for some it is still too much.

Consistency was never your strong suit. I'm over being disappointed, expectations have been readjusted.

You're actually my kind of perfect so if it's not you then it'll be someone exactly like you. And thats as weird as things can get I think.