Mar 13, 2008 11:14PM
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Well i would like to kick myself, I would like to scream...i know Ive cried sooo much, even panicked a little...but I guess its over. I dont see him knocking down my door, I dont see him calling me & begging me to give it another try...all i get is silence...and in the silence, knowing.
We had a fight in between Christmas & New Years..I was really angry about something...I cant even remember now...Im sure something entangling "her"..well three painful days went by without a word. I died inside for nearly three days with the grief of this loss. I called & called, over & over & he ignored me. He told me later he was just so upset that he just couldnt function, he couldnt pick up that phone. To this day I still dont understand him, how he can be hurt & pull away like that. It was the only time..and I told him our relationship couldnt survive another ...well here we are...at the beginning of another, I guess the beginning of the end. An end I created, I developed & I insisted upon. I have no one to blame but myself for this ending... I was upset last night, upset at his casual relaxation of her control, upset that he doesnt make me important, upset he doesnt fight for US...he said very little...he just kept saying I DONT KNOW... I told him I had enuf & he needed to do something, anything to make this differnt. He said it will get better, we are just in the middle here, her surgury has helped her & she will get better...someday. But till then, I have no room in his life, I see thisi. He would never say that...i did..I asked him...wheres room for me..where! Again, silence followed by an I DONT KNOW.
So I said goodbye, I will always love you & you are the most important thing to me...he said " I JUST DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY" Of coarse not, he never does say anthing !!
So now , every few minutes Im overtaken with this grief, much like grieving a death, writing about it help me , heartache overwhelming...real..I will pray again tonight that he will decide WE are important...lf that doesnt happen, it will pass, this heartache...they always do !
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