The Exchange


I did warn you,
she said.
I warned you that I wasn't what you hoped
What you thought
What you dreamed.
And why would I listen
Just because I should?
She'd say wasn't good enough
Just because she could;
She said it every day, and all the time
At the end of every argument
At the beginning; all the time.
I said:
You wore me through.
You repeated it so often
You somehow made it true.
And now I pack it all away in my case;
Everything needed to be said
That I could never face;
Because I would be too right
And with the victor's guilt of overkill
I would win the fight.
She inhales, just to exhale
Just to deflate.
I sought to love
She asked for hate.

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