I wonder whats going on in your head. You say you want it to work. and sometimes you surprise me with the effort you put into it. But other times...most times. You dont seem to have the time.
I love you. I really do. But how much more of this can I take? This isnt a relationship. This is a joke right now. We barely see eachother. We never have any one on one time. And I feel like crying everytime you leave because its all so frustrating. Im reaching the end of my rope.
Damnit I reached the end a long time ago but kept grasping at the frayed edges trying to hold onto a string. It doesnt work anymore B. And I cant keep doing this. You want everything to be perfect. Want me to have a job and be set. Is it not enough to work on it with me out of work. Can you not help me figure things out. We have a daughter together. You barely even see her because your so damn busy with work. When b? When is it our turn to get your full attention?
When you decide its time...just know that the day you decide that...might be a day too late. the string cant hold forever
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