You did nothing,
But still I cultivate my irritation
With NO explanation.
None.
NONE!
I'm so aggravated with myself.
There will for eternity be these points in time
Where hate grows burly,
While love loses optimism
And soon identity.
WHY has it gone astray?
WHERE did it depart to?
I could eradicate myself,
But no...
I'd NEVER do ANYTHING that would divide me from you
I love ALL of you,
Yet I HATE myself with a BURNING passion.
BURNING.
PASSION.
Why would I even THINK to INTIMIDATE in any way...
The love I enclose for you?
As my teeth clench,
And I wonder what you think of me now.
I don't speculate any longer.
Thanks for your request for forgiveness,
But don't ever repeat those words in these circumstances
EVER AGAIN
EVER.
AGAIN.
I love you Mitchell.
