#relationshipprobs

I’m too old for this

Broken heart stuff

I think to myself

Then I remember

You’re never too old

To be bruised or crushed

Nor too old to feel

A new flame again

So just maybe this

Fragile human heart

Will break and collapse

I sit on my broken down couch drinking coffee with extra caffeine, staring at mountains of laundry and toys everywhere, feeling guilty about the fact that I’m sitting when I have an endless abyss of dishes in my kitchen and I should be doing something else

My river of creativity is dried out and my s/o is choosing to be upset about something that truly is no more a big deal than spilled milk (of it was choccy milk I’d understand) and I’m trying to be more understanding but I just don’t.

I am a person who loves being touchy feely, but who also can’t stand being touchy feely. I love to cuddle but can’t stand breathing in someone else’s used breath

I didn’t feel like being touched and this has caused so much. And my explanation just isn’t enough somehow. He lives in the past and has a difficult time moving forward

Which I understand because that was me once upon a time but I grew out of it, resembling the tallest sunflower in a field of decay

Still trying to win you like the first time. 

over and over again. 

I keep trying to get you to fall in love with me. 

I keep trying to win back that flame. 

But all you watch is friends. 

The only thing I’m looking at is you.