Disillusioned

Please don't ask me how my day at work went out after I told i feel unappreciated. It makes me feel as if you just only feel obliged to ask me that. I feel like it has become your way of giving me a consolation prize after brooding over my bitter feeling of unwantedness (if there is such a word). Worse, most of the time, when you do so, it makes me feel it has become you're way of changing the subject.

No, I'm not ok. Work has been hell. Like it has always been. What more do you want to hear? You've heard that a million times from me.

I feel disillusioned about this relationship. I don't where we stand here anymore. We don't talk anymore. No. talk is not the word. We don't converse anymore.

I miss the times when you have a lot to tell me. I miss the text messages you send me. I miss the simple "ingat ka" before I leave. I miss the quality. I miss you getting mad at me because I don't send any replies anymore. I miss you looking for me when I'm gone a long time. I miss a lot of things you do. I wonder if there are things I was doing before that miss as well. I miss the meaning of "i miss you" in your words. It seems there are no meaning in the words you tell me. I miss the sincerity in your words.

I miss being treated right.