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Lack of Listening

September 4, 2016

What do you do when you have a heart to heart screaming match with someone you love and they don't listen to anything you thought you had talked about?

I thought he understood. I learned I was wrong. As many times as I have talked at him, he doesn't understand. I thought this time was different. (Wrong again). The pain continues. I thought I could handle him picking her. I was wrong a third time. (Notice a pattern?)

The idea of her drove me crazy. The photos of them aggravated me. Seeing him kiss her; tore my heart out of my chest. That pain when you can physically feel your heart strings breaking. It sucks.

What makes it worse? I told him how I feel. That I love him too much to stand by and watch him get hurt. What did he say? Nothing. "I'm drawing a blank." Fill your blank space with leaving my heart alone.

I'm at a loss of how to make him understand how much he hurts me. I can't watch him pick her. I cannot pick up the pieces of him anymore. When he said I wanted him out of my life I thought he was crazy. Now, I guess I do.

How do you compensate for a lack of listening?

xoxo,
Em

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