Cutting the chase

Sometimes I feel like I’m always the first trying to fix the problem. Whenever we argue, you keep quiet and pretend as if nothing’s happened. And yet you keep telling me to be completely honest with you always. I don’t immediately tell you my problem whenever we fight, but I know that I try my best (and most of the time I tell you). You, on the hand, just keep to yourself. Whenever we have a misunderstanding you just wave it off and then sulk by yourself. I feel like I’m always the one trying to reach out to you whenever we fight. You know what? I’m tired of that. You told me before that you don’t text me on purpose because you want to feel wanted and needed. I want to do that to you know. I want you to miss me, to tell me that you want us to talk instead of ignoring each other. Pakiramdam ko quasi parang laging ako na lang ang nag-hahabol at nakikipag-ayos. I don’t know why, but it feels that way. I’ll let you feel it too now. It’s just that right I feel like you really have no plans of talking to me, if that’s the plan then good luck. I don’t need you all the time. Kung yaw, eh di ayaw. Tapos.