.....i am not even sure where to start.
i am no where near perfection, never claimed to be. i have faults & i admit to them without thinking about them twice. i make mistakes and always own up to them. i want to improve my short cummings; but never did i claim p-e-r-f-e-c-t-i-o-n.
i want my life back, the one that you promised me. i want you to communicate with me, the things that are wrong, approach me face to face.
we have a life together, a son together. we all fall out of love, we're not perfect. you are my very best friend, and i enjoy what we have together.
i am hurting and i'm not sure that you even see...
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