You’ve finally done it.
Your stone cold exterior
has broken me.
I traveled miles
to see you,
to share moments with you.
And you shared
so very little
in those moments.
I realize now
that your opinion of me
is so very different
than I had hoped.
I still don’t understand
your attention,
what little there is.
Every exchange disappoints.
Every hope is dashed.
You’ve finally done it.
I give up.
I wash my hands
of you.
sometimes i try too hard to make a relationship work, but i'm not an idiot. sometimes you just have to cut bait and look for another spot to fish.
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