I feel cracks in the foundation,
I don't know where I stand anymore
My feelings are in turmoil
Pushed to the limit
Like I'm standing at the edge of a cliff
The slightest movement and I'll fall in.
I'm on a seismic plate
The slightest movement can cause an earthquake.
You keep saying we are fine
But when was the last time you made time?
Made the effort to keep me in your life
When supposedly you want me as your wife?
Is it because you can't get over my mistakes
Or am I just not worthy of your attention.
Either way I'm tired of this tension
Tired of calling just so you tell me you have to go
Tired of knowing you won't keep in touch unless I do so
Tired of fighting for a place in your life
Tired of pretending everything is fine.
And as exhaustion takes over my life
I know that because of you I'm tired of trying.
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Sounds like you two are ready for a serious talk about what's going on. Maybe you'll work something out and bring it back together or maybe he really just hasn't the time to give you the attention you need to feel part of his life, maybe it's time to accept your not. Everything works out for the best in the end x
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