I had to keep trying – over and over again. So, naturally, I reached the point of no return. I got tired of not being heard, of not mattering. Who wants to wake up every day to face judgment and rejection? There is the occasional friendliness but now it all seems so dishonest. We just got used to each other. There wasn’t any genuine love; not even a real connection. I’m simply filling a vacancy.
And I said something; I did try to talk about it. Yeah, it got better; I thought things we’re really looking up. But even that was a lie; it only lasted a couple of days until everything got back to being the living hell it used to be in my mind.
It’s time end to my misery, so I’m putting down this sorrow.