Relationship gone bed…

It’s all to much now.
I feel like I have to say something because well, you don’t really seem to care.

We used to have such a good relationship, you used to know what I needed, and gave me just that.
We fitted, we matched. You and me together was just, right.
We spent endless nights together, after going out, after working late. You and me, we were as close to perfect as I’ve ever been.
The ones before you just don’t compare.

And really I still hold you in high esteem. But lately I feel like I’m the only one who’s putting in the effort, who’s trying to make it work. I feel I’m the only one in this relationship who’s trying to make us fit again. And I know you’ve changed, so have I, but still I can’t just accept the fact that you’ve been giving me pains, that you haven’t been fulfilling my needs. That our nights together are hollow shells of what they used to be, and that I spend them lying awake, hurt and thinking about where it all went wrong. Because really, sometimes even breathing makes me feel the pain. The littlest things I do make me think of you and our relationship and how it has gone bad.

I want our balance back, I want our state of almost perfect back.

I know three years is a lot, especially when you’re as young as I am, and in bad shape like you are. But something as good as we had, shouldn’t be thrown away just like that…

But on the other hand, I could also just buy a new bed and put you outside with the rest of the trash. Hmm.. there’s a good Idea !