For weeks he and I avoided "the talk" and the inevitability of us parting romantic ways. My spirit, along with his actions, warned me some time ago that he had given up on us. The passionate exploration of mind, body and soul had come to an end, only to be replaced with vulnerability and pain. After two years we stopped behaving like lovers and became reduced to being comfortable with wearing a mask.
Relationships are so beautiful and so complex. I tried to understand his frustration but his words flowed like poison over my wounds. I felt that the excuses he gave for giving up on "us" were not serious enough to end our relationship yet I accepted it as his truth. I expressed to him how his negativity pushed me away; the nitpicking, lack of communication, the selfishness, and...I could go on and on about what was wrong with him and our relationship but by doing so, it only makes me sound like a victim and not an actual participant. For all the right or wrong reasons he and I agreed that parting romantic ways would be best. Now we have to live with our failures and the consequential paths we have chosen.
Love sucks!
2 comments:
Sometimes it sucks - others it's bliss. When we find a person we like and it doesn't seem like hard labor to coexist in the relationship, love is bliss! When we find that we cannot be ourselves, whether it be our ideals, principles or even our style, then it can suck.
Your writing is so vivid! I've learned in my 29 years that men and woman will never speak the same language. We succeed in our relationships only when we attempt to try and understand.. I think your partner gave up on fighting to make it work. He's a quitter! No one is perfect. If you love someone, you agree to deal with their shortcomings.
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