2-3-13
He is constantly changing. His faith is so rock, half the time I'm not even sure it's there. The back and forth is really confusing. If anything tears us apart, it will be the yo-yo effect. It wears me out...and it makes me worry... and it saddens me. Sometimes, it angers me.
He complains that I've changed so much he doesn't know me anymore. But we've both changed, haven't we? It's all part of growing older. He's not the man I fell in love with.
I feel like the reasons we married each other/fell in love don't exist anymore. The things important to me are no longer important to him, it seems. And vice versa.
Sometimes, he asks himself if it's worth it.
Sometimes, I ask myself the same thing.
Am I with him because I love him or because I'm dependent and stubborn?
Truth is, he can still make me smile no matter the mood.
And that's good enough reason for me.
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