Why are we still together??
This isn’t a somber and depressing post now.
This a “why the hell are we still together”? post
There’s just something missing, you know? I don’t know how to describe it. I feel like I have to explain this feeling through details and examples.
Like how our senses of humor aren’t entirely synchronized.
Like our our happiness isn’t synchronized.
Like how we don’t give each other the respect we deserve.
AND I always think of his ex. I’m sure that he’s not thinking about her, but I am. Kinda like how my feelings towards him is lacking a certain confidence...
Every story he tells me about Chicago that happened a couple years ago makes me think of her. Every time.
I don’t like it when he talks about the Gold Coast. I always always think of her. I think about how they lived together and how they spent a lot of time in that area. I actually don’t like listening to his Gold Coast stories. I feel this gross insecurity.
I’m tired. And I’m yearning for another life out there.
When I think about my future, I barely think of him next to me. I want to dance and be loud and be a young girl, not an adult woman. At least not yet. At least I want to with someone else, who makes me feel whole and entirely happy.