Hiding in the Shadows

So again I'm wondering if 'all this' was a good idea. When I'm with you, in your arms, I want nothing else. But when we're apart, I'm left wondering if I really do want to carry on with this. There's just so many little things I wish I could change about you. But I shouldn't want to change you, I should love you for who you are.
So why do these little things matter so much? I don't know. What I do know is that I've had enough of feeling like this. I've had enough of trying to second guess your thoughts, and being so paranoid that you've lost interest in me.

So your music taste is vastly different from mine - does that really matter?
So you don't drink, so we never go out anywhere after work, or on a weekend. Is that really so bad?
So you only put one arm around me when we snuggle in bed... is that really something to get upset about?

Am I just trying to find faults to get out of this, or are all the little things mounting up into something bigger, that can't be ignored...
I know relationships aren't perfect, and whoever you end up with is going to have flaws and faults. I know that. And aside from all those little things, you're a sweet bloke, who seems to love me.
I guess I just need some reassurance more often than I thought.

I've had enough of feeling like this, and I don't know what to do about it...

	This is my space to air my demons, where no-one knows my name. Here I sit, quietly, hiding from the world.
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I hide beneath the black clouds of my broken soul, The soul that holds the love that is left, And the clouds that hold the life we could have lived. A twisted love runs deeper than the blood in my veins. But the past still exists, so please dont try to walk away. My broken soul is all you can see, and the black clouds will always be here. As I stare at my reflection through shattered glass, I take a look into our past. Will you ever realize how I feel? Our past can never be forgotton. Im still beneath the black clouds, Hiding from my misery. The love is still there, but the life has dissapeared. Do you understand what im trying to say to you now? If I told you I love you, I meant it with every breathe. If say I need you, I tell the truth. The black clouds are full of my pain, and my broken soul is all that I have left. So I will stare at my reflection through this shattered glass, and hide beneath the black clouds of my broken soul, The love still exists, and I wonder, What happened to the dream that we both could be living... ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~*~
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