She was a wildflower in love with the sun.

I give up.

I tried.

Are you willing ?

Come and find me.

Is this now just a routine? I’m supposed to go and attempt to make it better. However, this time. I want you to make it better. So I’ll wait, and see if you actually want to try. Or if you don’t, and we just let it all crumble.

Maybe we are done? We just don’t know it yet.

And if we were done? Would you even care? Would you be relieved? Would you be able to sleep?

I get the stress, the job, the times; they’re all difficult. I’m here to support you, and understand you. I know that’s what makes you happy, but do you know what makes me happy?

Remember how when we were hundreds of miles away you found the time, to write to me, or to find a way to make me feel special. Now that your next to me I feel a difference.

In the beginning I felt the love, the want, the passion of you wanting to please me, make me happy, and your want of actually wanting to be with me. Where is that?

How is it possible to feel so far away from you when we’re so close, but when we were far some how I felt closer to you than I do now.

How sad is it that your own husband said to not beileve anything that came out of your mouth , since you know he said your a LIAR.

Que jente tan estupida, se enojan por decirles sus verdades. 💀

Its been a while. I have cried. I have almost given up. But I’m here. And I have will not be defeated.

I cant roll my eyes back enough. Ridiculously annoying.