Connection
I ask for a weekly email. That doesn't happen. So I'm not sure why I'm so surprised when I don't get any response to emails I send. Why do I always hope for more? Why do I always expect more? Perhaps I don't think I'm quite as unworthy as I thought cause for some bizarre reason I thought I was worth more to you than that. Apparently I'm not.
There's no point emailing.
There's no point bringing up the things that make me sad.
There's no point in even talking to you.
There's no point wishing I could please you.
There's no point to this thing we call a relationship.
All I want is connection.
All I get is lack of connection.
All I want is communication.
All I get is lack of communication.
All I want is to be happy.
All I feel right now is unhappiness.
I'm on a Merry-go-round that is stuck going at the same speed on a never ending cycle that gives me hope every time I seem to move forward and move onward then a crashing despair when I find myself back where I started from every single time.
It keeps coming back to - love just isn't enough.
There's no point emailing.
There's no point bringing up the things that make me sad.
There's no point in even talking to you.
There's no point wishing I could please you.
There's no point to this thing we call a relationship.
All I want is connection.
All I get is lack of connection.
All I want is communication.
All I get is lack of communication.
All I want is to be happy.
All I feel right now is unhappiness.
I'm on a Merry-go-round that is stuck going at the same speed on a never ending cycle that gives me hope every time I seem to move forward and move onward then a crashing despair when I find myself back where I started from every single time.
It keeps coming back to - love just isn't enough.