Monotonous
I don't think I want this anymore.
We're barely three months in and I already feel this way.
I probably won't leave.
There is just too much history.
You just don't give me enough of yourself.
But you're not cruel.
You've never tried to hurt me purposely or accidentally.
I could always be with someone worse.
I have always been with someone worse.
I shouldn't ask for a different person when brutality is all I've found in others.
I may never find a man to show me compassion again.
I am exhausted of starting over.
I'd rather continue through this monotony instead.
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