Late night rantings again…
You know I’m upset. Can’t you feel it? You’re right next to me.
What am I to you?
Something you temporarily yearn for and once you have it, you lose interest faster than the snap of a finger.
I’m right here.
I’m a person. I’m human. I have feelings. Thoughts. Emotions.
I let you come here and then you do this.
I can’t even describe how angry it makes me.
I keep letting you do it.
Toy with me.
Play with me.
I think that’s what’s making me angry.
The fact that I’m the one opening the doors.
I have the ability to say no.
I kept hoping you would say something to sweep me.
You just mumbled inaudibly.
Which believe me, was the worst thing you could do.
I hope you figure it out.
I doubt you even realize you did something wrong.
You never do.