11/07/2019
"I'm going somewhere now, I'll text you later"
Going somewhere.
Again, no mention of what I said before.
This has to be the end.
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I've realised how dead I've become inside. I have no life left in me.
I've become boring, and my fire has been put out. My lust for life has gone, lust in general has disappeared, and I feel nothing.
Intimacy is a thing of the past. I'm not even interested in sex anymore.
All we have left is the familiar warmth of his arms and the sound of his voice which I still love.
And that's not enough to keep us together.
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I remember the last time I was in New York as if it was yesterday; I was crying in the lobby, and the whole way back to Dubai. I was detroyed and distraught.
That was the day of EBB, that was also the day I heard that They were coming.
Nothing could have prepared me for that. I still haven't healed from it. I realised that today. I am still in pain over it. And I'll never heal until someone comes and wraps their arms around me and tells me I'm ok, and that nothing will ever hurt me as bad as that again.
I should have broken up with him then, or when he forgot my birthday, or when I discovered he had a child, or when he refused to go on leave with me, or when he told me that he didn't have a plan for the future, or when he won't take me anywhere, or when he treats me like I don't matter.
Back when I had to beg for him to tell me that he loved me.
All those times I should have left him. So now it's definitely time. I should have left him years ago, but I was still in love, and didn't have the heart to leave him.
_________
12/07/19
I don't know what I want.
I know that we have to break up. It's a fake relationship, with none of the things that enrich and give meaning, we are not bonded together with experience and love; it's more like convenience and routine.
I know we were in love years ago. It was real. But it died when I wrote about it dying in November 2016. Since then it's been a rocky road of ups and downs. We haven't done anything noteworthy, we haven't made any memories. It's the same old stuff, wasting my days off on dragon mart and malls.
We have no future together.
We can't get married, because we wouldn't succeed. I can't do this for the rest of my life. I can't be this bored and unstimulated.
And if we aren't meant to be in the long run, then what's the point of being together in the short term.
I know it'll be hard to find what I'm looking for. It'll take a lot of time and effort to look through the world till I find the one who is meant for me. But I'm willing to try.
Because I know this is going nowhere and it's just a waste of time trying.
__________
I don't think there's anything that can be done to fix it.
The time for reversal has passed, and now we have nothing left that could make it better.
I remember kissing at traffic lights, being comfortable going out in heels and short skirts coz I knew he was looking, and I loved that I had his attention. I remember long lazy mornings spent wrapped up in each other.
I remember feeling the best and electricity between us that would draw us closer. I remember being held when I was cold; I also remember being left to freeze and shiver and get sick when I was cold.
I remember being in love, intensely and irrevocably in love. I was sure you were my future husband :) I was absolutely convinced of it.
But we have both changed.
I've grown apart from you, I've slowly found my feet and managed to get away from the unhealthy cycle of just us, and knowing no one here.
Love isn't enough. I've been saying that for ages, and it doesn't get any less true in the repeating.
We're not right for each other.
I need more adventures. I want to be with someone who suggests things to do, who wants to go out, make memories, and find joy in the simple things.
I want to be with someone who will listen to what i say I love, and what I like to do, and who would do their best to do it.
I want to be with someone who loves me fully, and knows that I'm who they want and they'll move heaven and earth to keep me.
I want to be with someone who thinks I'm special and rare and who knows I'm different.
I want to be with someone who can understand me, who would know how to get through to me.
I want to be with someone who won't hurt me.
I want to be with someone who would treat me like I treat him, with love, kindness, respect, desire, gentleness, thoughtfulness, consideration, and care.
I want to be with someone who accepts me for who I am, and who understands me enough to know what drives me, and what alters my moods.
Love, passion, desire and intimacy
"I'm going somewhere now, I'll text you later"
Going somewhere.
Again, no mention of what I said before.
This has to be the end.
-----
I've realised how dead I've become inside. I have no life left in me.
I've become boring, and my fire has been put out. My lust for life has gone, lust in general has disappeared, and I feel nothing.
Intimacy is a thing of the past. I'm not even interested in sex anymore.
All we have left is the familiar warmth of his arms and the sound of his voice which I still love.
And that's not enough to keep us together.
-------
I remember the last time I was in New York as if it was yesterday; I was crying in the lobby, and the whole way back to Dubai. I was detroyed and distraught.
That was the day of EBB, that was also the day I heard that They were coming.
Nothing could have prepared me for that. I still haven't healed from it. I realised that today. I am still in pain over it. And I'll never heal until someone comes and wraps their arms around me and tells me I'm ok, and that nothing will ever hurt me as bad as that again.
I should have broken up with him then, or when he forgot my birthday, or when I discovered he had a child, or when he refused to go on leave with me, or when he told me that he didn't have a plan for the future, or when he won't take me anywhere, or when he treats me like I don't matter.
Back when I had to beg for him to tell me that he loved me.
All those times I should have left him. So now it's definitely time. I should have left him years ago, but I was still in love, and didn't have the heart to leave him.
_________
12/07/19
I don't know what I want.
I know that we have to break up. It's a fake relationship, with none of the things that enrich and give meaning, we are not bonded together with experience and love; it's more like convenience and routine.
I know we were in love years ago. It was real. But it died when I wrote about it dying in November 2016. Since then it's been a rocky road of ups and downs. We haven't done anything noteworthy, we haven't made any memories. It's the same old stuff, wasting my days off on dragon mart and malls.
We have no future together.
We can't get married, because we wouldn't succeed. I can't do this for the rest of my life. I can't be this bored and unstimulated.
And if we aren't meant to be in the long run, then what's the point of being together in the short term.
I know it'll be hard to find what I'm looking for. It'll take a lot of time and effort to look through the world till I find the one who is meant for me. But I'm willing to try.
Because I know this is going nowhere and it's just a waste of time trying.
__________
I don't think there's anything that can be done to fix it.
The time for reversal has passed, and now we have nothing left that could make it better.
I remember kissing at traffic lights, being comfortable going out in heels and short skirts coz I knew he was looking, and I loved that I had his attention. I remember long lazy mornings spent wrapped up in each other.
I remember feeling the best and electricity between us that would draw us closer. I remember being held when I was cold; I also remember being left to freeze and shiver and get sick when I was cold.
I remember being in love, intensely and irrevocably in love. I was sure you were my future husband :) I was absolutely convinced of it.
But we have both changed.
I've grown apart from you, I've slowly found my feet and managed to get away from the unhealthy cycle of just us, and knowing no one here.
Love isn't enough. I've been saying that for ages, and it doesn't get any less true in the repeating.
We're not right for each other.
I need more adventures. I want to be with someone who suggests things to do, who wants to go out, make memories, and find joy in the simple things.
I want to be with someone who will listen to what i say I love, and what I like to do, and who would do their best to do it.
I want to be with someone who loves me fully, and knows that I'm who they want and they'll move heaven and earth to keep me.
I want to be with someone who thinks I'm special and rare and who knows I'm different.
I want to be with someone who can understand me, who would know how to get through to me.
I want to be with someone who won't hurt me.
I want to be with someone who would treat me like I treat him, with love, kindness, respect, desire, gentleness, thoughtfulness, consideration, and care.
I want to be with someone who accepts me for who I am, and who understands me enough to know what drives me, and what alters my moods.
Love, passion, desire and intimacy