It’s by far the hardest thing I ever did. It hurt so much that it feels like I’m drinking poison every morning followed by a slap to the face.
What is so wrong with me that I can’t make a relationship work? Am I too caring? Do I use chivalry enough? Am I not attractive enough? Am I not a good listener? Am I not funny? Am I not honest? Do I love enough? Am I passionate enough? Am I romantic enough?
Why is being myself not working!
I know that relationships is something that needs to be worked on daily. I’m so sick of having to fight for the very survival of it. I can’t pass that stage! I give it my all to put wood in the fire and next thing I know, I’m the only one working.
It wasn’t enough. I don’t regret doing it, I just don’t understand! What did I missed! Where did I fail. If it’s something I did wrong, I have to figure it out so that I can work on it!
I’m not a desperate man, I can have any woman I want. When I find a good one, I sure give myself a lot of trouble to make them feel like princesses. Even if it seems to go unnoticed at times.
"If there is a way to do it better ... find it."-Thomas Edison
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