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My heart hurts so badly...i dont know why Maybe i kept it in for too long...or maybe it was all the expectations i have for you and disappointments i received instead.. I'm a girl, i want to be swept off my feet from time to time, I want to get surprises from time to time, I want a properly planned date by you from time to time... I never got it Or maybe i took you too much for granted.. I can see, how you always take the effort to send me home, to fetch me from work for our dates after i end work on the weekends...But, this suddenly felt like a necessity for you to do it... That you probably thought that you have given me enough not to do anything else more... But i need that..everyone needs that something more sometimes.. You never understood; The spark was disappearing out of our lives How much hints i have given you, even directly telling you..you said you noted it, but did you actually ever do it? Of all the promises you made, which one have you gave me so far? I dont like empty talks.. You told me not to compare other people's relationships with ours..but how can i not feel envious of some... |