talk

you tell people we talk about everything. that, my love isn't true. we talk about social media posts and the weather. but never about me and you. you've grown comfortable with my presence. it's bound to happen after 6 years. however, where i used to find comfort and love im now met with dismissed fears. I've brought this up beforehand it always ends in a fight. somehow, you think im unhappy you spend hours trying to prove you are right. I am unhappy with some things. you say that everything's your fault. that isn't the point i was making you're just locked up like a vault. I lose myself in my phone screen. it's easier to deal with my mind. when i can't bring myself to speak the words that are weighing on my mind. you tell people we talk about everything, but that my love isn't true. Im really beginning to wonder is there a me and you?