My Contemplation

I am tired, but I am not losing a lover again. I swallowed my pride, increased my patience and widen my understanding.

Unknowingly, and frustratingly did not at all saw it coming, the same goes to my partner, he said he is tired too.

All along when I thought I shared a wonderful relationship with him, we're killing each other.

I guees my sacrifices aren't enough after all. Making me think if I'm already close to becoming a doormat again, or had become a cold, insensitve, non-reciprocating, unable to show love, cynical person?