It was inside that I cried
Actually, it was outside that I cried, but that was what Ce Ce Penniston sang.
Y'all remember her? Good ass house music.............
Anyway, I was reading Essence magazine and came across this article about relationships. Right now I don't know exactly what the details were, but I do remember reading this "If a man doesn't show he loves you in the things that he does, then he doesn't really love you."
That really struck a chord with me.
For the past couple of weeks, I've been going on and on about how things were over between me and sperm donor renamed, but in actuality, they weren't. However, after reading this article, I cried.
I cried for the rest of the day.
I cried in the car.
I cried in the bed.
I cried on the sofa.
I cried talking to my mama about it.
I even cried while doing my nightly set of crunches.
Now you know shit is bad if I'm crying doing my crunches. LOL!
I couldn't stop crying because for the past four years of my life I've been hoping and praying that things between would it improve, but just with anything, bliss is only temporary. He'll do enough to keep my mouth quiet and then it's back to the same old shit.
I've done nothing but be his biggest supporter, defending his intentions with my friends and family. I tried to be understanding of his situation. I know he's going through a difficult time, but damn, don't I deserve something? A little common courtesy? A little phone call every now and then? A little visit from him? I can't get shit out of him. He's always doing for his EX-mother in law, his other daughter, his friends. All I can't get out of him is "you know I love you?"
No, muthafucka, I don't.
You don't treat the person you love like shit. You don't put them up on a shelf and say "they'll still be there when I finish doing what I need to do." I know in life, that shit can get all perplexing and stuff, but damn is it that serious that you just can't communicate with the person that you love? I mean it may not be in that person's personality to talk on the phone everyday. I don't know if that shit is normal or not.
Anyway, I cried and cried, because I finally realized that I'm just not happy and that I need to step back from the situation and go on about my merry way. It's not easy because there are so many other factors that make this whole situation complicated. I wonder if I'm doing the right thing. I mean, if you love somebody, aren't supposed work things out with them? I spent half of the night crying and asking the Lord, what I'm supposed to do? What do you do with the love that you've given someone for the last four years of your life?
