Perfect

It is very hard to accept that you are spending your life with someone who will most likely be a stranger in your future. Its so sad I can’t stop the tears from welling in my eyes.

He and I have been together for over four years and we continue to battle ghosts from the past, worry about tomorrow and struggle with what we have today.

Things that have happened over the years led me to my confused state now. Why do we bother to work things out, only to end up in pain? I wish I had the strength to walk away and never look back.

In this relationship, I feel that I will never be able to make him truly happy. I try to give him what he asks for, but its never enough. How many times must I extend my hand to him?

I write this today, when I know tomorrow we will face everyone again as though everything is perfectly alright.

Is this what its like to be the other half of a whole? Or are we not the complimenting halves that make One? These are the days when I say it sucks to be in a relationship.