I really don't know
how to say this.
But I cannot take it
anymore.
I loved you
more than Life.
But the pain
you caused
is unbearable.
Everytime
I'm in bed with you,
I see another man.
I can't help feeling,
that the sanctity
of our relationship
have been forever
defiled
by your lack
of consideration
for my feelings.
I will still exercise
emotional discipline
and
mental control.
I will still endeavour
to show you
my love.
But,
to be honest,
I'm quickly reaching
the conclusion,
our individual happiness
lies elsewhere.
Love
is supposed
to feel good.
I feel like
I'm a dying patient
in ICU
