I need to be back in a relationship. I miss so much about it. Date nights. Fighting after date nights. Grocery shopping together. Fighting while grocery shopping together. Having someone to do my oil change. Getting laid on Tuesdays
I am nothing but a concept to men. Two months in I watch the light slowly die from their eyes as I become too real to them. Real love is solidified in truth but I alone am only allowed to exist in their world as fantasy, shoved away when the dream ends
Idk but it kinda creates a false sense of security. And a day will come when it all stops. The silence will be so overwhelming, just leaving you feeling lonelier than ever.