And we don’t know just where our bones will rest

To dust, I guess.

 

Things only get worse, so you can learn to appreciate little things.

 

I feel like I’m being taken for granted.  What on earth does he want?  He seems to be looking for something more, when i’m offering to give him the world.  I think he’s forgotten what it’s like to not have the safety of being loved.  It has become so commonplace to him now that it has disappeared into the background along with the affection of all the rest of his friends.  He does not appreciate me in the least.  He does not want me anymore.  He does not notice what a benefit I am to him.  He will not realize what he’s got, until it’s gone.

 

And it’s a tragedy, completely.  Because I’m so in love with him.