A woman is complex. But we have similar patterns you can see when things are coming before they ever happen. Patterns that make certain aspects of us as a whole predictable… yet men still tend to miss the blazing neon signs flashing and blaring right before his eyes. She’s done bro. She’s already gone. It’s too late. You thought you had something to worry about when she was always upset and “picking” arguments. Your words, definitely not mine. But when she’s fighting with you, she’s fighting FOR you. She still cares. Once the so called “nagging” stops. Once she falls back and gives you space and you find this freedom to do and just be… left alone. You’ve lost her. You think you’ve made a breakthrough and got through to her. But in reality, she has finally grasped you don’t hear her. And you never will care enough to truly listen and make the changes her well being needs to continue to love you. So she doesn’t anymore. Poof. Out of love she falls. You’re not the person she fell in love with anymore. So it’s not that she never cared like yall always try to proclaim after she reaches the leave physically faze. Walks away. Kicks you out. Whatever it may be. She did when you were the you that made her safe, secure, and powerful. But now that you bring her confusion, pain, and insecurity… things have changed. You have changed. And you aren’t the you she once put on a pedestal. Now you sit at her feet as a peasant when it comes to the relationship side of things. Not in a that you’re less than her kinda way. But in a meaningful part of her life kinda way… at this point. So why stick around and try for a one way street? That leaves so much room for an empty cup. She can only give so much before she runs out and need to take. But you have nothing to bring to the table anymore. So… it was amazing and something she will cherish. This hurt will not compare to any other break up. This love was different. But she deserves better than to be belittled, mistreated, made to feel like a burden, nuisance, and on your nerves. Love should add positive to your life. Not bombard it with negative. Forever shouldn’t be like that. Uncomfortable. Miserable. Sad. Unsure. Unclear of where you stand with your whole world outside of your babies. Your best friend. Partner. Protector. Lover. Shoulder to cry on. Hand to hold. Cuddle buddy. Literally everything but your baby. You birth that. And they will always be number one. But they’re still hard to live without. But she’d rather have to go through something that horrific because you are hurting them to that intensity. Think about that. If you feel no guilt. No shame. You have no chance. None. And sometimes if you let them go, if you understood what you did wrong and fixed yourself and tried again later… she comes back. But if you choose pride… and pus the blame to her. No accountability. Deflecting the responsibility. You’re looking at a future stranger who barely glances in passing. 🤷♀️

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