I am deeply tired, each day is a fight agains myself and the will to not be productive, luck of concentration, luck of happiness, luck of interest.
I am good by the way, calm and peace, I have done all.
I know your feeling, to restart over and over again, to fight always for the same
thing, your peace and your happiness, but you drug me in also and this destroy me.
I don’t give you any guilt, I think we both know what happened, when and why. As I understand you and each time come back, you have , you must , understand me, where I am, what I feel looking at you, cause if you don’t we really have a big problem.
You are worried to lose me, but you pushed me and I can’t do nothing to undo what is done! I am still here this is a fact, I am here in a different way like the past, I care about me.
What can happen is :
Either we found our way back once and for ever or
I will leave you for good……
This nobody knows…..
I am sorry , so sorry to not be that good you always thought…….