I feel physically sick lying next to you in bed. My stomach churns at the thought of holding your hand. I taste bile when I think of you and I having sex. That's not healthy. I make it plain to you that something is wrong with us. Either you are too stupid to realize it, or you realize it and just don't care anymore. Either way I can't keep going on with you like this getting treated like shit. I can't do it. Everything else around me is falling apart. Why not my marriage too? The only rock I once had has crumbled and slipped through my grasp like sand. What's next? You going to hit me? Cheat on me? May as well just kill myself now. It'd hurt a hell of a lot less than this.....I can't do this anymore. I'm done with this. |
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