we don't talk, when we do, it's more me than it is you.
all the years I put in seem to not matter to you.
the cooking, cleaning and always attending to you who? little do you put much effort into.
one minute your nice, next thing I know you become someone else,
there's time I feel like you do things intentionally upsetting to me,
hoping one day I'll be the one to leave you..
that's where I am today with my feelings about us. is it me you want to be with? or am I the one who wants this, not you??
©mamacita79
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