Rollercoaster or what.......

That was one shitty week.

It started because after spending a whole weekend together she needed to 'decompress'. Seems like a small thing right? Well, not really. She needed to be herself. Be alone. Not think about me.

And maybe it was bad timing, but I didn't deal with it so well. I got angry that she needed space. She reacted to my frustration and got angry herself because she didn't know what to do.

Yesterday morning things were not so good. Neither one of us can find a solution to the problem: I *need* more, she *needs* less. Needs, not to be confused with wants. She wants to be with me, she likes to be with me, but needs time to be herself, to be independent. I on the other hand, am a less than original character who's life revolves around The Girl. And to be honest, yes, I am happy like that.

We ended up clashing over our differences. Differences so inherently rooted in who we are that there's not much to do about it. And we were faced with that question yesterday. Do we beat a dead horse, or do we change?

I chose change.

I am simple in love with her. And that's that.