Deception between what is real.
I don’t want to be over dramatic and say that we don’t love each other like we used too, but there is some lack of communication that once declared our love for one another. There is a lot of unspoken thoughts that fill the air when we’re together. When we are apart, we survive off of text messages every hour or more. I’m not asking for more because that is what the future is holding for us. I tell myself not to give up because what use would that do. Truthfully, I am unsatisfied with the way we have handled our relationship. There is no realness, truth or admiration between us. Either I’ve based this off of my imagination, or I’m just having a difficult time trying to make sense of everything.
We’re either lying to ourselves or we’re running away from the truth.
