i hate when relationships go from precious to burdening.
it always starts like this. the flirting, the romantic tension, and the adoration we have for one another once we finally make it official. the desperation to waste away the hours together, which then eventually fades into an occasional “sorry, i was busy. tell me about your day.”
it’s happening to us and i honestly want to f****** scream. a few months ago, you were the reason i stayed up at night. now i’m lucky to have you for five minutes.
