I had to leave the room because I couldn't stand the tilting of the phone away so he could text his people after 9:00 p.m. Who texts people after 9:00 p.m. when you're in a committed or what I thought was a committed relationship. And why don't you share about your friends? You never talk about anyone. It's weird I don't like it, and it's weird. What the fuck do you have to hide from me anyway?
I get that I'm a fundamental kind of person. I ask the usual question when you get home. How was your day? What did you get for lunch? Anything new? ...and of course, you give me your run-of-the-mill answers. Fine, blah blah blah... But then a day later you send me a picture of something that you bought while you were at a store and expect me not to start "narrating possible situations" because you don't write anything with that picture. I'm just supposed to know. This is why I feel confused and left out of your world. Because you don't share those little details that I would love to get. I know....basic girl crap....you know what? It's basic because that is how it should be ...basic information sharing.
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