today, I told you I was tired. you kept telling me “no, you’re thinking of something” i told you I was tired of you, you asked me if I was serious but you thought I was joking around with you while you try to put your finger up my nose. I told you again I was tired of you. I looked at the collage of pictures on your wall. among all the picture I saw the one that we took on the second day we got together that was the one which started everything. you told me it was fine because you are not tired of me, I just lay there in silence. you didn’t ask me why I say it, you didn’t ask me why. i fondled with the ring that was on my third finger, i took it out and placed it on the table, you didn’t ask me why I took it out, you didn’t ask me why. So time passed, you lay down in furious as i just bit your arm, i stood up, got changed and started packing my stuff, you took off the pillow that was covering your face and you ask me if i was leaving and i said no. and here you are lying down in comfort and snoring away. You wasn’t worried that i would take my bag and go, you wasn’t. I’m tired of the uncomfortable silence that has been going on between us, silence between us has never felt this uncomfortable. I’m tired of putting in effort and things doesn’t turn out how i expected or thought it would, expectations leads to disappointment. i’m tired of how i can’t explain why and how tired i am of you. I guess comfort came in the way and we both thought it was ok to neglect, we both thought it was ok to let the other person wait, we thought we thought but now ask ourself dear, are we staying together because we are comfortable with each other already or are we staying together because we truly and honestly love each other?
Darling, tell me.
Do you love me or you love your idea of me?