He said.....


I need some time to heal, he said…..

I’ve lost my best friend and now my head is spinning….my mind is numb….I am completely lost….

I’ve spent the last five years doing everything I could to make this man happy…because ultimately that is what makes me happy…I’m a pleaser….I’m not happy unless I know I can do something worthwhile for someone else. I miss his silly laugh. I miss his voice of reasoning coming at me every time I complained about something not going my way. I miss his squeezing hugs. I miss his eyes…changing color with his moods…. I miss making passionate love to the only person I have ever been so physically compatible with… I miss his kiss….I miss his bites on my neck, cause he knows that makes me drop to my knees. I miss how he just never stops….always working…helping others…no matter what time or what the reason…he’s up and gone when the tone sounds…and to return to me…waiting for him. I miss doing his laundry for him when he was away or busy…because it gave me a chance to smell him on his clothes…Inhale his scent and let it overwhelm me and make me so happy that I was able to do something to help. I miss cleaning his house for him…again, because it was something I knew would help him and make him happy…and because it was the only house I ever enjoyed cleaning…mostly because he was so meticulous and kept it so clean already….it was easy. I miss doing work for him at the fire dept we volunteer at…I knew I could help there and almost thought it was a kind of job security when it came to our relationship, as I really enjoyed putting my creativity and knowledge into everything I did there, and also that he let me…he knew what I liked to do. I miss his phone calls daily to see what was for dinner….because of all the things that was the one time of the day that was “ours”. My mom always told me the way to a man’s heart was through his belly…. And after learning his peculiar eating habits, I still loved him…and didn’t second guess his reasons…ever.

Now I am lost without any of this. No more passion. No more phone calls. No more helping him out. No more staring at him for no reason at all.

I’ve lost this because I was greedy and wanted more. I want to marry this man. I sure thought that with all the things we did together and for each other that he would want this too. I thought for sure that as much as I loved this man and as much as I gave him…that I wanted to give him… that he would see I was the perfect person for him to spend the rest of his life with…and that he would want the same thing… to spend the rest of his life with me…we were such a good couple together…I just cannot understand why he would not want me in his life. I have done everything I can think of to make him happy…. and still I fail.

He said we were the perfect team……




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