21/08/2018
I have nothing left to say.
I listen to your words, your messages, and parts of them make me smile, other parts let slip what you think and your attitude towards me. Those are the parts that have made me keep my silence.
I have nothing to say.
My world is silent for once. I'm lost inside my self. I need time and space to process my thoughts.
I'm just a bit lost. Every time something small breaks I have to adapt to the new status. You break things without realising. I don't say anything. I try to adapt alone.
Whenever I have tried to regain something that got lost, it's a fight I always lose. And now I can't remember what I had. I remember the shadows and their weight because now in their absence our entire relationship has little substance.
We were in love. Deep in each other. Your passion matched mine. Your desire was as hot as mine.
Each time I lose a part of us a part of me dies.
This time it was the sacred bond between us. Acknowledgement. Love. The simplest of all things: time.
Saying good night was too much.
In your own words: I was already asleep so what was the point? There was no urgency to say anything to me. There was no reason to send a message.
What you don't see is that it means you've become complacent when it comes to me. I can wait. I can be put on the back burner. I can be delt with later. You feel no rush to catch me before my eyes close. To be the last person I hear from.
You don't think your messages matter. You don't realise your importance in my life. You don't realise the meaning that is attached to everything you do. The weight of your words is enormous because of the weight of your importance in my life.
The meaning is huge because you are everything to me.
When you take that for granted, I realise that perhaps I am worth less to you than I hoped.
My words and actions mean little.
Love is simple, easy and doesn't ask questions. It simply exists.
It's the things that come with love that are complex.
I have nothing left to say.
I listen to your words, your messages, and parts of them make me smile, other parts let slip what you think and your attitude towards me. Those are the parts that have made me keep my silence.
I have nothing to say.
My world is silent for once. I'm lost inside my self. I need time and space to process my thoughts.
I'm just a bit lost. Every time something small breaks I have to adapt to the new status. You break things without realising. I don't say anything. I try to adapt alone.
Whenever I have tried to regain something that got lost, it's a fight I always lose. And now I can't remember what I had. I remember the shadows and their weight because now in their absence our entire relationship has little substance.
We were in love. Deep in each other. Your passion matched mine. Your desire was as hot as mine.
Each time I lose a part of us a part of me dies.
This time it was the sacred bond between us. Acknowledgement. Love. The simplest of all things: time.
Saying good night was too much.
In your own words: I was already asleep so what was the point? There was no urgency to say anything to me. There was no reason to send a message.
What you don't see is that it means you've become complacent when it comes to me. I can wait. I can be put on the back burner. I can be delt with later. You feel no rush to catch me before my eyes close. To be the last person I hear from.
You don't think your messages matter. You don't realise your importance in my life. You don't realise the meaning that is attached to everything you do. The weight of your words is enormous because of the weight of your importance in my life.
The meaning is huge because you are everything to me.
When you take that for granted, I realise that perhaps I am worth less to you than I hoped.
My words and actions mean little.
Love is simple, easy and doesn't ask questions. It simply exists.
It's the things that come with love that are complex.
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