I have made my sacrifices too and I’ve given my all too. Those words you said out of anger makes me feel so small. They are like knifes stabbing right through my heart.
Sercetly I cry again before heading to work. How I wish I have another day of rest. But maybe work could be an welcoming distraction.
How much tears have I shed as well. I am afraid, we all are. Love is such a big word. I thought I knew how to love someone with my heart, but I came to realise that sometimes loving someone with all your heart is not enough. The words that you have said is engrave deeply that how much I have hurt you and I couldnt help feeling any less stupid that I thought we were happier than that. I feel that I am naively thinking that things were ok. I want this to work, but I don’t know how to. The last thing I ever want is to hurt you.