I truly believe that happiness comes with a price. We were okay. No, scratch that. We were more than okay. I honestly thought that this was it. It was finally happening for the both of us. We talked every day, we went out almost every night, we laughed, we held hands, we kissed, we cuddled, we were happy. But not everything is as it seems. Things went downhill as quickly as things were looking up for us. I don't know what happened. Suddenly, we weren't talking as much anymore, we weren't going out, we were avoiding each other. It just stopped. Why?
And now, I'm the bad guy. I asked him a few questions, albeit accusatory. Then things went from downhill to shitty mcshitty. Fine, I admit I shouldn't have argued with him but I think that was way overdue already. We've been doing this dance for months now and I just wanted to get some answers but instead, I end up looking like the bad guy. Where is the fairness in that? He says I'm the one making all this drama up and that he doesn't want it. Fine. That's exactly what you are anyway. You run at the first sight of trouble. You leave once things get too serious or emotional. I know exactly what you are. And that's why you will never find love.
I just want more. Is that so bad to ask for? Do I not deserve better than this? Do I not deserve someone who gives his all and not just half the effort? Why won't you just let me in?
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