A Limit to Everything.
Limit, knowing my character and how tolerant i can be, no doubt, i’m one of those really tolerant women. And to all these built up, there’s always a limit to everything.
Despite not taking advantage of this fact that i’m like a rubber band, really stretchable, there is also a possibility of it snapping. I believe that i’m almost on the verge of snapping but it takes a lot to make me break. Prolong usage, there’s nonetheless some small tear in my circular band. These are times where i actually cried and take huge amounts of deep breaths.
I don’t cry like a crybaby, to make me cry, you actually succeeded in making me feeling futile. To men, women cry just to get that sympathy and to make a mole out of an ant hill. I don’t deny that there are women like such out there, likewise, there are those who shed tears because it’s truly hurting of the way things are escalating. I am one example.
Reverse psychology used to be my fight back, and thinking back, it’s silly why i even thought of doing it.
Couples quarrel and make up, and this is one ride i’m taking right now. Making up? No, i guess we just move on. It’s unhealthy yes, but it’s actually happening.
My best friend told me, when you actually wanna sit down and have a heart to heart talk, the other person actually would feel that he/she is being attacked. So tell me, how can we ever talk about what’s obstructing the progress when he/she doesn’t take that mindset away?
I’ve never been able to get my point through to you, and this, is my fault because i never dared to speak up. Yes, i’m a coward. To help me, i would sincerely appreciate if a man would put down his ego to let us address the prick in the relationship. Because, before you know it, similar arguments might just surface up again, yes, again.
I believed that my numerous relationships in the past, failures, have taught me what to expect, what not to do and so on. I would’ve been someone much better for you if you wouldn’t put up such a strong wall, i care enough to knock this wall down to understand you better. That’s how i get myself to love you for who you are, the person behind this wall, if you let me in.
Not addressing the focus of our arguments at the start was my fault, i kinda just shun it off too because i don’t wanna spoil the weekend or whatsoever. Now, i face the consequences. I don’t get the chance to turn it around the right way.
Sometimes, just sleeping it off helps, i normally wakes up feeling better. We put on a smiling face, crack each other up and pretend it never happened. Sounds familiar? The reality is arguments with relation to the issue is still there, comes back right there in your face when you least wants it to. It just slaps you back and says, “You deserve it!”
I fail to be the person i want to be, i’m a coward. And if i could have one Christmas wish this year; that is to clear this prick up before we move on together to a better year 2011, with my hand still in yours.
