I now truly believe that some things are better not said.

That is in fact a matter of truth. Sometimes not saying anythings means almost everything. That is what I have come to realize these past few days while going on a retreat after my most recent fight with her.

Back then, I used to say mouthful of things. And by mouthful I mean a lot. Literally, she can't even utter her own explanation. I must admit I was nagger of some sort then. I thought that what I was doing was right. Telling things straight to her face was the best solution that I could think of. In the end, she always concedes to me.

But what happened during our last fight was not really my intention. Now I am reaping what I sowed. I should not have said those things to her. I hate myself for being so dumb and self - centered. I should have done better.

Now, I am just burying myself in work writing custom essays. I'm trying to shift my attention to things that would help me forget about her, about everything that has happened. But the reality is I can't. I can't continue fooling myself. I know for a fact that I miss her so much! I must win her back! Yes I should win her back...

Hopefully, she'd forgive me and we can start all over again...