Sometimes love is just not enough.

I’m sorry. I know you waited patiently all these years for me to make you a honest woman. Life slipped by and bam 13 years later and we’re still in the same situation since high school. Still broke and still living with my parents. I understand you fully when you say it feels like we went nowhere. We don’t have anything to show after all these years. No house. No marriage. No kids. No life together. I know I failed you. I went nowhere in life while you accomplished so much. I’ve always felt ashamed when we went out meeting others but you always made me feel like the tallest man in the world. I always felt that everything would be alright as long as I had you. No matter how shitty my day or dead beat tired from work I was as long as I had you I felt alright. You deserve so much more in life than I can offer and I’m so happy you stayed with me as long as you did. Honestly, I think how blissfully happy you made me that I never saw the signs of unhappiness in you. You always wore a smile and hid everything so well. I can’t begin to imagine the pain you must have felt all these years just burying the disappointment in me. My job is finally paying the money where it can make a difference . Moving out into our own place. The marriage you absolutely deserve, fuck the expense. You never had a nice thank you for yourself and this should be it. Everything was just starting to look up this year and we could finally build our life together. But then we had that fight, then that “space”, then finally the break. How did it go so wrong? How did it happen so fast? We both said things we couldn’t take back. We both had resentments towards one another but I never would have thought that would be it. Mine were current but of all yours were from the past. How was I supposed to know how that made you feel if you never said anything.How can you hold all those things against me when I was never able to defend myself. How can you say there was no difference being alone then together from when we had those 2 weeks without talking. That cut me deep. I missed you and thought about you everyday. I was just so sad and angry when you went for that low blow. You knew how I felt about that. You knew. You knew how it would make me feel and said it anyway. We’ve both said things that hurt each other but we never targeted each other like that. And you never did sorry for that. That’s why we had the space in the first place. We were saying things we couldn’t take back so I decided to back off before any more damage between us could be done. Was that so wrong? How did that space turn into the end of us? I don’t understand. You say you don’t know but that it’s just the end of us? It’s over?I love you but that love just isn’t enough?how can you say that? We been through so much. So many harder things than this. Im heartbroken. It’s so painful waking up knowing there’s no longer a us. You were my everything. My best friend. My one and only. I’m so confused how could everything be thrown away so quickly for so little. But most of all I’m sad. I know you. I know me. We’re both stubborn. We could magically make up and be back together again but I know I wouldn’t be able to forgive. Not again. And I know you wouldn’t lower yourself to beg. Not ever. I loved you and I still do. You say you do too. I believe you. But sometimes love just isn’t enough.