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Could you at least apologize


 

You hurt me

I cry

You cry

I apologize

 

“Dinner's on me” turns into passive aggression

After the third time

“I’ll pick you up” makes me regret ever getting a licence

“I need some help” I ask but you upset cause I don't kiss you for thanks

I say it in words

Words that's all you give me, kisses that you take

But when I am “fake” ?

Cause I give you what you want but the you're upset

If I don’t I am making empty promises

Or a liar.

 

You ditch me

I’m late

Your mad

I apologize

 

My father does not dislike you

He just says “he’s a catch” as he picks up the plate I made for you, untouched

My mother thinks your “a great kid” but knows you have issues, tardiness for example

You say you like my family but your actions say otherwise

You avoid my life like the plague and I your doting symbol

For status amongst your friends

 

But part of me loves you

Despite what you do

You reap what you sow I guess

And karma too.

 

I definitely have felt your love for me many of times.

But if I tell you where I am coming from you shut down or cry

I apologize and bottle it up, lock it up tight

Until I hate you with all my might each “good morning” or “goodnight” I did not get

Despite how I’ve felt if I see you again I will melt.

For I have loved you,

Every day and every night

 

But my mother told me to listen to my guts, my heart, and my head

That's the right order she said

My guts say walk away

My heart says stay

But my mind is nowhere

Where is it anyway

Maybe it is all in my head

And I’m just crazy

But then if it was why do I see you so lazy.

 

I let it all out, being vulnerable

You dismiss it and move on

I’m sorry for ever bringing it up.

 

I’m tired of one sidedness and being your mother

Put on a pedestal I can not seem to climb down

When I am above what makes everything you

You put me so high and I'm afraid of falling

Because if I fall you become upset and you cry

Then I cry

And you won’t be sorry.

 
 
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