This week is going to be a very strange one, and it'll probably mark the turning point in my life, in a certain way. When 2 becomes just 1 after four years of living, breathing, planning, sleeping together, the least you can say is that it's going to be very strange to be single again. However, after months of living apart and hanging out with other people, we grew apart and lost interest in any form of intimacy. Our flaws and imperfections suddenly became so conspicuous that we seem to have completely forgotten about all the good times that we shared.
It seems ridiculous how much a simple sentence like "I'm just a human being and I make mistakes too" means too me, but that's the only sentence I want to hear from my boyfriend right now. He claims to be 100% or at least 85 % perfect (where those 15% are inconsiderable) and he thinks he doesn't have to change a thing about himself. On the other hand, he thinks I'm close to complete and utter failure in the way I look, walk, dress and socialize with other people. I'm just sick and tired of being blamed all the time, so I took some time out from this relationship. I wonder who's gonna be the first to call and apologize?
This is the song I've been singing all day.
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