Slightly annoyed
You didn't hook the speakers back up after you unplugged them to listen to your laptop....you couldn't get me a burrito from Chipotle....you won't come to work to say "hi" unless you want something from the store....you never surprise me....using the word "seldom" would be a stretch for how often you treat me to things (like a hat that I want, or a dinner, or just even ice cream....)....if we are both home and I'm on my computer at my desk, you basically think I'm ignoring you, but when we are sitting on the couch and you are on your computer it is ok....in the middle of the night, if I roll over and sleep on my other side you get upset....small things can bother me quite a bit....
I know these are stupid things to bitch about....and for his sake, I'm making this a private entry so he can't see it....I try to do thoughtful things for you, but I'm sorry they aren't good enough or up to the standard you want them to be....I'm sorry I bought you flowers for when you got home for work (to make you smile since I didn't know how your day was going) and you complained that I didn't get you chocolates as well....I'm sorry I might only give you $200/month while you are at school instead of the $400/month that you wanted (key word is MIGHT)....I'm sorry I'm still nervous about the entire "you going back to school and being around your friends and Ryan" thing....I'm sorry that really bothers and scares me....You say I'm perfect for you, but yet you complain about so much that I do or how I do things....I'm sorry I'm so far from perfect....I'm sorry I don't live up to your ideals of what I should be....I am just me, plain and simple. I have flaws, lots of them. I make mistakes, more so than I would like to. I say dumb things. I can be quite crude and improper at times, and I'm fine with that. I'm sorry I am comfortable enough with you to not have to put myself on airs.
I asked a good friend of mine this question, and I pose it again...."Is it bad if you are starting to regret loving someone so much?"
I am naturally more of an unrefined person. I'm not naturally a prim and proper kind of guy. There is a thought that has been bouncing in my head for a little bit of time now....and I really don't like it...."Do you even love, let alone like, the guy that I naturally am, the real me?"
I know these are stupid things to bitch about....and for his sake, I'm making this a private entry so he can't see it....I try to do thoughtful things for you, but I'm sorry they aren't good enough or up to the standard you want them to be....I'm sorry I bought you flowers for when you got home for work (to make you smile since I didn't know how your day was going) and you complained that I didn't get you chocolates as well....I'm sorry I might only give you $200/month while you are at school instead of the $400/month that you wanted (key word is MIGHT)....I'm sorry I'm still nervous about the entire "you going back to school and being around your friends and Ryan" thing....I'm sorry that really bothers and scares me....You say I'm perfect for you, but yet you complain about so much that I do or how I do things....I'm sorry I'm so far from perfect....I'm sorry I don't live up to your ideals of what I should be....I am just me, plain and simple. I have flaws, lots of them. I make mistakes, more so than I would like to. I say dumb things. I can be quite crude and improper at times, and I'm fine with that. I'm sorry I am comfortable enough with you to not have to put myself on airs.
I asked a good friend of mine this question, and I pose it again...."Is it bad if you are starting to regret loving someone so much?"
I am naturally more of an unrefined person. I'm not naturally a prim and proper kind of guy. There is a thought that has been bouncing in my head for a little bit of time now....and I really don't like it...."Do you even love, let alone like, the guy that I naturally am, the real me?"