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I don't know why I would write you a letter, especially how I repeat these things to you on a daily basis.
I know I'm putting more effort into 'this' than you are. 'This' meaning - this relationship. I love you. I really do, I've been in a spot where I tend to be unfaithful but I stopped for you. I put everything on the table and gave you the truth. No matter how dirty, how obvious, or devious, I told you.
It's hard to not resort back to those ways when you don't pay as much attention to me as I you. I'm young, I should be out dating and exploring new things but I'm not. I'm giving you my all but I don't feel like you're giving me the same consideration, the same devotion.
I've given you windows, options, what have you. But you haven't taken any of them to get out of this relationship. You tell me that you love me, need me and all that but I'm not seeing it. I'm not feeling that from you anymore.
It's bad enough that our work schedules keep us apart but it's even worse when you wont even meet me half way when we do have the opportunity to spend time together. I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know how to 'make' this work. Should love be enough? Should love take this much work to make it 'work'?
I don't know.
Do something. Or I will.
_Brittany.