What are you looking for?
7 months ago · · marriage, · Explicit
I guess what is really important for you is being liked by others. The indulgence of being pursuit by someone. And you took me for granted. The breakfast that is always ready in the morning, the meals you never have to worry about, the hard work around the house I do, the many other unsexy ways I give you my love.
In exchange, you are allowing a bachelor that has a thing for married woman put shit ideas in your head. You behaved so possessively in the past with me, controlling, jealous. I must admit, I liked it, I felt wanted - I found it kinda cute, I have not eyes for others, just you. But I guess people do change with their interest. Mine is to be with you and live a long happy life. But don't you see my love, that is not possible at all without you.
You know what I am going through coming from a possessive partner. Yet, it insults my intelligence how you are capable of overseeing these pointers. He is a good and decent man, that's all you continue to say. WELL HON, ADOLF HITLER WAS A GOOD AND DECENT MAN. We only know his ugly side because he shown it to the masses. Your friend, has deceived you and you have expressively ignored my concerns. You have other guy friends and you know this is not about you having guy friends, this is about you having friends that want to FUCK YOU. But that is ok my love, hopefully I will find myself a younger friend that can put you in the same position you've placed me; incredible uncertainty and powerless to change anything.
You say you understand now, that you see the wrong on what you did. I also see lots of wrong on what you didn't. The more, I see how you schematically measure your perception of things as you express it. Knowing you are advocating for a lost cause. I don't know if you've ever had someone that knows that the heck they want for their lives in your days, but I am that guy. I am sure I want someone that is all in with me or nothing. I am sure now, you are not all in with me, you've said it, act it.
What do you think I should make of you suddenly thinking things you clearly disagreed on. Like not knowing who our hearts love, or the uncertainties of tomorrow. Well love, I knew all that shit before I married you, I am aware of that poetry uncertainty crap people come up to allow themselves to be drifted into someone else's arms. Don't think of me as a fool - don't insult me that much, please.
I hope you are really changing for the better. I hate not having you, I hate being too much for you, I hate that I can not just go and hug you, kiss you, touch you, whenever I long for it. FOR GOD SAKE, you are my wife, not a GF I've been seen casually. But maybe one day, when I am gone, you'll see all these things and look at the picture differently, from my perspective.
- Nobody Poet