Over the car bonnet: the update

It’s been 2 years since we finally got past social distancing and kissed. We were going to buy a house, we’d talked about our wedding day. But for a year I’d been asking you for quality time, affection, meeting my needs. I was asking you what you wanted and needed, and you kept saying you were happy. I realised I could no longer sacrifice my joy for life for feeling lonely watching tv with you night after night. I ended it 2 weeks before our anniversary. You told me I should have given you ultimatums. You told me you wanted to be the man I needed. But you also told me you stopped trying because you knew you would never be as bad as my ex, which hurt the most after you were the first person I’d opened my heart to. I miss my best friend, but I’d been missing myself more. The weight of begging you to notice me has gone, and my joy is coming back.