The Dead End

Well it seems the moment has finally arrived. My badly maintained path has finally come to a dead end. I am hurt, I am offended, I am tired. I don't believe that this is my fault. I believe that I am to accept some blame for the consequences, yet I recognise the steps that may have prevented the demise of this relationship. Whatever the end result, I should not be with someone who will not accept responsibility of their actions and blames me for our misunderstandings. I need someone who will discuss his feelings and reservations calmly. I don't need this at the moment. I made the decision to move to the country because I wanted to learn, I wanted to experience, wanted to be dynamic, fluid. I did not move because I wanted to tear apart this relationship. But someone who is stagnant, who resists change, who doesn't understand why anyone would explore any other options. Someone like that wouldn't understand.