When a lake dries up, look for the sea

This will probably come as a surprise to you. In trying to talk to you I've realised that you think everything is perfectly fine. Whereas I have realised that I no longer have any reason to hope for an improvement on our relationship.

I have been hurt over and over and over by the little things you do that show no consideration for me. The hundreds of needles I can feel still prickling and hurting. You say you love me but it doesn't show.

I'm left with a bitter taste of indifference in the back of my throat, and my soul has been crushed so many times, I no longer feel whole.

I'm not as difficult as you would have me believe. You see me as an irrational woman who is impossible to please.

I'm only a girl, wanting to be loved for who she is. I'm just a human being trying to connect.

We have nothing left to fight for.  It's all gone, died while I was the one keeping it alive. Breathing life, pouring love into what was already long gone. We have nothing left between us but empty promises and forgotten dreams of happiness.

What I was giving you was an endless river, but it ended up draining into your desert leaving nothing behind. No traces are left. You felt none of it. You needed none of it.

I can't keep doing this to myself.