![]() The kind of love we've known is not found by everybody and is certainly too precious to throw away without fighting to hold on to it. It's a shame that this is happening to us because, when the pendulum swings the other way, there are no two people happier than we are. I don't look forward to coming home anymore, either, and look around for extra work to do at my desk, even though you know I don't get paid for overtime there. I go to work irritable after our grumpy exchange at breakfast and am soon snapping at my co-workers, who give each other warning looks when I come into the office now. The bad times are beginning to outnumber the good, and that's starting to affect my outlook on life even when we're apart. ![]() I honestly don't think that just one of us is to blame for all our problems, but together we combine to form a combustible mixture that blows up more and more frequently. I think it would better, though, if we could stay as incommunicado as possible for a while and make this separation a true experiment in living without one another. If you need to get in touch with me, the phone number is on the refrigerator. I realize, though, that our lives are too interconnected for me to just disappear without letting you know that I'll be staying at Rachel's for the moment. That is why I feel we need to separate, at least for the time being. ![]() I've decided I can't continue our almost daily spats, saying things I soon regret and hearing things that become deeply etched upon my mind and heart. I don't know when this bickering first crept into our relationship, but it's been getting worse over the last two or three months. Lately, it seems if we manage to resolve one problem peacefully, we're soon arguing about something else. I'm writing you this letter because I'm afraid if I try to talk to you in person we'll start fighting.
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