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Fighting with my fiance... not sure how to make him happy
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My fiancé and I got Into a fight. We had spent all weekend together ad was up late. When he couldn’t sleep at night I was up with him. And because I was tired I slept in late too. I had school work to finish for college. And it took longer then I expected today. I wasn’t feeling well already and my computer was giving problems. He wanted to go to the mall with me but sadly my school work that was do today took up two hours more of expected time. He got mad and said I should of had it done earlier this week and I honestly asked when I am supposed to do that? I do what I can. I have 3 projects a week for school, work full time and yet I do all I can to spend time with him and make him happy. It was 6pm and I said we can still do something. We can go bowling, go to the movies, go ice skating, go play pool , play a game , stay home and have wine and watch a movie. But he didn’t want to and said I ruined his weekend, even though we had an amazing weekend together.
I honesttly am not sure what to do to make him happy and show him more time and change my schedule. So I wrote a poem to express how I feel.
There she lies shivering
Beneath the rain falling upon her face.
Doing all possible to make them happy
But losing herself along the way.
Work, school, relationships
Her life is on a clock work.
squeezing everything in,
Yet No time left for her.
Alone in bed,
Wishing to be with the one she loves,
Butterflies rise in the stomach
As a storm breaks the two apart.
Praying for rest,
Apologizing for peace,