I Choose You

Some things work out, some things don't.

Being in a relationship, especially romantic ones, is not easy.

There is so much at stake. Expectations vs Reality. Disappointments.

Sometimes I wonder why do we even bother.

I cannot be in a relationship when his attention is not focused on me.

I don't expect him to be with me 24/7 and hold my hand every second,

BUT.. I do expect him to be paying attention to me, because I will reciprocate.

Might I be so presumptuous to even suggest that I deserve it.

Because I am his wife after all?

Having all these other people in the picture was distressing.

I had felt it all along, but whatever I said was discredited.

"I had known them long before you came into the picture."

"They are all my friends. I am still good friends with my exes."

"All these words of love are not serious. That's how I talk/ address them."

"I needed time to let them go; they needed time to let me go."

"I had let go of them."

Yes, please. Keep telling yourself these things.

I know you believe these words wholeheartedly.

To say that these were disappointing is the understatement of the year.

I really did not know who I married.

He was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

He knew exactly what he did.

He knows he had the desired effect on all those girls.

He knows it would affect me, given my past experience with ex-hubby,

YET.. he bulldozed his way and did it anyway.

I was the bystander, the one who should never have found out.

Well I did find out.

There will be hell to pay now.