I'm so tired. I feel like I'm nothing to the one person in my life who was supposed to be there with me through everything. It's all over. It's still over. Nothing is changing, especially how I feel. It hurts so much every day. I'm so tired of feeling like this and idk how to change. The number of nights I end up crying thinking about us, and about you, and about your new life, and the future we don't have anymore and will never have. Wondering what I'm doing and why I bother. I do it for you, and sometimes I find some motivation to grow and heal from the fact that I'm here, so I may as well try to stop suffering. But when I'm up too late, I wonder why. You made me promise, and I did because I love you, but if you don't feel the same way, why am I trying?
Why couldn't you just talk to me? Why didn't you want to try to make things work? I know you tried, and things were hard for you, but I tried so hard to make them easier, and instead of working with me, you just quit. And now I'm the guilty one for making you try so hard for so long and not getting anything out of me and it looks like I never tried, but I asked you so much and so often to help me in specific ways that you just. Wouldn't. You wouldn't listen to what I needed, you just tried to help in your own way, which is something of course, but at a certain point, is it?
And now. I keep trying to ask for help, and you always say you'll be there for me, but you never text me back. I keep making an effort to make plans, only for you to cancel again and again. I'm so tired of being ignored and blown off for days at a time only for you to turn around and worry that I'm mad at you when I can't respond to the text you sent me two hours after I went to bed until noon because work was busy. I'm tired of feeling stupid. I keep trying to ask if you'll go to this movie with me, and you can't even tell me yes or no. Every time I bring it up you just stop texting me back until the subject changes. I know I should take a hint, but you always turn around and tell me not to put words in your mouth. How am I supposed to not do that when you won't speak to me? I have to make some sort of assumption.
I'm so tired of not knowing what to do and always always always being wrong and never getting an answer when I ask you for help and guidance on what to do. You keep hovering in my life, making me feel stupid and leading me along just to watch me trip and fall so you can pick me up and tell me how much you care before you go home and ignore me for another week. I know you don't know what you want, but it's clear that it's not me, so why keep doing this to me?
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I think if I had a pet cat I would be physically unable to get mad at it. That cat could literally set my house on fire and kill my dad and I’d still be like “Silly kitty :) How did you get into the gasoline and lighters? :) That’s not a cat toy! :D You’re lucky you’re so cute or you’d be on trial for arson! :D”
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Listen, love (a Zukka poem)
Listen, love, I have a few things to ask:
I have been thinking about our skins.
How
Bright the dark of your knee is to mine,
And how the red of my cheek is too harsh to yours, darling
Could you close your eyes, love, for me ?
Could you ignore the fire tainting my skin ?
Could you see the depth of me and still find me worthy of adoration ?
Could you cradle my face and kiss it, sweetheart, everywhere you can reach ?
It would sooth the aches, love, I think.
I could give you my everything, mon amour
I could let myself burn at your fingertips, darling
I could let the wave of your words drown me, 亲爱的
I could trust your hands around my neck, aakuluk.
Our knuckles meet, for a second or two-
I forget about the fire in me,
And let the sight of you so close fill me up.
Could you take my hands in yours, darling ?
Could you ?
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