Sometimes I think that you just don’t care! I mean, the amount of time and energy I put into you. Not to mention the money. I give, give, give and give more. You take, take, take and take me to the cleaners. What kind of bloody relationship is this anyway? I don’t know how much more of this I can handle. Hell’s bells, the one way nature of this whole thing, just makes me sick. What about me, it isn’t bloody fair? I cannot remember the last time I came home with something I could count on. I can’t remember the last time I really felt that you cared.
How About Showing Me That You Care
I know that I don’t complain enough. I know that I put up with way too much. I bloody know that I should just walk out that f****** door and never look back. How about doing something for me for a change! How about thinking about what it has been like for me for the last few years. How about showing me that you bloody care for a change.
Thinking about the whole unfair nature of this has me gob smacked. It makes me realise what a complete fool I have been.
Do You Care & Will You Show Me How?
Well, what do you have to say for yourself?
Are you just going to sit there and do nothing, say nothing, as per usual? For Pete’s sake are you just going to watch me walk out that door, after all these years? I can’t believe the crap I have put up with and now, nothing. Remember when it was your birthday and that gift I got you. I mean, every anniversary, just about, I have bought you a pressie. New this and new that.
Never Again….
I can’t believe you won’t even say something, anything. Unfeeling b****! What a dumb f*** I have been. A total schmuck. I could have been doing so much else. I could have had a life! What a waste! What a f****** waste of time. Never again will I trust someone like you. Never again will I willingly give up my time and……f******* heart. (choking back tears)
You must have seen me coming baby. You must have….thought…this one’s a gullible schmuck. The way he was wearing the badges and buying all that merchandised crap. There’s one born every minute, they say.
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