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OMGoodness, I’m so frigging surprised right now. My blog  has been viewed over a million times! At the time of posting this has been viewed 1,000,022 times. A huge thanks to everyone who keeps visiting andimissyou.

It started out as a happy blog about love but the last few months it’s turned into a sad blog about a breaking relationship. People say that marriage isn’t easy and you have your ups and downs. Well, mine is definitely experiencing a low point.

If you are fortunate enough to share your life with someone you love, then you owe it to yourself and your partner to make an effort every day in your relationship.

They say love conquers all and that all you need is love, but unfortunately a solid relationship needs more than that. It requires being there for each other, giving support, showing love, feeling loved, being grateful that you are sharing your lives together, and above all, showing your appreciation every day.

Never stop trying to keep the love alive because once one person stops trying, it’s the beginning of the end.

Too Much, Too Little

A relationship fails from the lies and the deceit and the betrayal and the hurt and the pain. There are no excuses, reasons, no ways around it. One person forgets to recognise the effort, the trials, the fighting for one another. You forget that she has put up with all of your faults, your imperfections,  all your ugly-parts-that-nobody-would-ever-accept.

I never wanted to give up— in terms of on you or us. I never wanted to give up because I knew you in ways that you didn’t think I did. I knew your past, your secrets. You knew all of mine. We opened each other up and scrutinized and examined and took what we wanted and ran away with what only we needed.

What you loved more than me hurt me constantly and instead of trying to make you change, I tried to adapt to them and in the process, lost myself and my morals, my priorities, my wants and needs. And in turn, I lost my way. And I’ve realised I allowed myself to put your happiness above my own.

And it sits here, in this room, it takes up so much space and I just watch it day to day wondering if life would have been better. If you would have ever put me above it.

In the End

In the End

Here you are – hurting, waiting, wanting for something to change. You ask yourself about a hundred times, is it something you said? Maybe. And then you ask yourself a thousand more times, is it something you did? Possibly.

But in the end – yes. It’s always your fault, never ever his. Because you are settling with this mentality – it’s not you, it’s me.

And you are willing to swallow your pride, than hurt his ego. And you choose not to break your silence, even though you know you are free to call him out on the bullshit he’s blatantly putting you through. And you can’t find the courage in your heart and the wisdom in every fiber of your mind to simply – walk away. Why?

💔

 

 

 

Patience Has a Limit

I’m a very patient person but this has been going on long enough. It’s time. Time for you to break up with the work gf.

I thought that this infatuation would have run its course by now. But I have come to realise the infatuation has turned into full blown obsession.

My patience has worn thin. Time for you stop behaving like a single man. Lest you become one.

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A Woman Knows

“What she don’t know won’t hurt her that’s what he tells himself”

 

She can’t put her finger on a single lipstick stain
Perfume doesn’t linger in a shirt
There’s no matchbook in his pocket with a number and a name
So why does she still hurt

‘Cause a woman knows, when there’s another woman
She can feel her, all over her man
A woman knows, when there’s another woman
You can’t fool her, don’t try to think you can

What she don’t know won’t hurt her that’s what he tells himself
So he hides his cheatin’ heart inside his chest
He thinks he’s put one over, but what he doesn’t know is
He’s already confessed

A woman knows, when there’s another woman
You can’t fool her, don’t try to think you can
You can’t fool her, don’ try to think you can

 

Broken

I want you to love me like I loved you.

I want you to hurt like I have been hurting.

I wish fairy tales were true because you would have saved my heart, not broke it in two.

True Love

 “At the same time, I wanna hug you I wanna wrap my hands around your neck
You’re an asshole but I love you And you make me so mad I ask myself
Why am I’m still here

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