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What happened to heaven and miles...

How does one find their way through the maze that is a relationship when wearing a blindfold? Do you reach for the walls around you and pray to reach the exit, do walk in endless circles until you're too tired to move? No, you reach out to the other person, trapped along side you and find your way together.

Being in a long distance relationship makes this whole process much worse, its like being trapped in a maze, blindfolded and not reaching out for someone to guide you, but listening to words over a loud speaker, trying to interpret what is being said while remembering to make it out alive.

You can not have a partner when you don't give up all the information. You can't make plans, establish a life together, and get through all of that with only 85%. The boyfriend has this horrible habit of leaving things out, important facts or pieces of information that could not only prevent complicated misunderstanding but work to smooth those out so much faster. And not only does he leave information out of the conversation, he leaves me out of his decisions. Where to buy a house, where to go to school, how to work out all the things that are difficult enough when we're on our own but become a million times more complex when you're walking with someone beside you...beside you.

And as its said, I'm not beside him. He's there and I am here. Miles apart in the same place.


**fIreFLY**

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F0KUST said…
Belive me he cares. However, as a man (especially one in a long distance relationship) it is easy to forget things simply because life gets in the way. Work (both professional and personal), women, family, and trying to have fun in between can be a bit of an overburden on the brain. About the big decisions, if he's even going through this process, it's probably because he tryng to make a better life for you and I'm sure (if he's a good man that is) if you look hard enough he's not completely leaving you out. The bottom line is that while yes some men do become complacent and simply forget about their woman, most of the good ones out there are working so hard on their woman's future while also trying to maintain what it is that they've always shared with their woman, that they simply forget thet their woman's present needs to be just as if not more special than her future. (You never know he could have forgotten all those things because he was working so hard trying to purchase something to take your relationship to the next level.)

F0KUST,

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