You would think after almost four and a half years I would know the girl I'm involved with. Unfortunately; it seems neither of us know eachother very well. I have come to realize that I a not as open with her as I originally thought I was, but she has been the same way with me. Really I guess I knew she hid a lot from me, but I never guessed the extent of it. Then again...
Maybe its my fault for making assumptions and not trying really get to know her, and open up myself to her. There are times I wish we could start all over again from scratch. You know? Meet eachother all over again and start by learning everything we could before getting together. Then continue the learning process... but since we can't I'll have to step up I guess.
There are so many things I haven't told her its really starting to eat at me. I hate that the only time we ever really talk about ourselves is when we're fighting. There are just so many things I want to say to her; so many things I wish she knew. If only she knew this was me. But she can't ever know. But then again... Maybe things would be easier.
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