To Love and To Lose
Our relationship was out of a fairy tale storybook, to start. We met at work and fell in love soon after. We spent everyday- morning and night together. We moved in together after being together only 5 months. We had hopes of getting married very soon. We made plans for rings, even put money down. We talked all the time about how we were going to take the big jump. We loved each other with all our hearts and souls, at least I did. He was my heart and my universe.
We broke up because we needed to grow up a little bit. We moved way too fast for a relationship. We needed talk about our problems instead of fighting about them. We didn't know all that we should about each other. All we knew was that we loved each other, and no matter what obstacles came our way we could overcome them, or so we thought. It started with little arguments about laundry and dishes and ended ultimately with who really loved who. I was going through a lot of tough things in my life that I didn't know exactly how to deal with, so I took it out on him. I admit it was wrong but when I tried to talk to him about it he ignored me and told me to go to bed and leave him alone.
The turning point of our relationship was the night I was late to pick him up for work because of traffic, and he yelled at me. I went to my mother's house to help her move that night and returned early to talk to him about our problems. He was sleeping on the floor of the living room. He wouldn't even get in bed with me, he wanted nothing to do with me. When I tried to talk to him, he would turn up the television. I went to bed alone that night and decided enough was enough. The LovePoetry poem that helped me through this was how?? by Danielle Anne Colby. You should never have questions like these go unanswered. Talk out your problems.
I went to work the next morning and moved on with my life. I have a lot going for me and am very capable of taking care of myself. I have friends and family that are helping every day to get me through this. Now I go to work and go home to him. We are no longer together, but because of the choices we have made I am forced to live with a man that doesn't love me- or maybe he does. Who knows because he won't talk to me. For some reason though, everyday I go home and expect there to be love in that house and there isn't.
The advice I have for others is to take relationships slow, you have your whole life. Find out who a person really is on the inside before you make any life-altering decisions. You could really regret it. This doesn't mean don't love at all, because love can be a GREAT thing, just use your head at all times.
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