Through The Wire
So much on my heart right now, and there's just no good way to tell him about it. He looks at me with these eyes that have loathing and rage just behind them, I've vowed to myself at least to not be the calm and collected third party anymore. Like I got run over. He returned home at 1:30 and came up looking for a fight. Doesn't matter that in four hours I have to be up to earn our mortgage payment and health insurance.
The vows feel like a joke, like a slap in the face. You can't just remember what you said when it's convenient for you. He was mad at me yesterday for coming home at 3 in the afternoon, said that it would have been nice to know that we weren't going to spend any time together. I said, it's three in the afternoon. There is an entire day left. He didn't speak again until 1:30 in the morning with that face full of fury and the spikes I will never understand!
You make the world you live in.
"Put it on my tab" when he lost my phone, like he is already planning to leave. Where do I fit, inside that head? How utterly lonely.
The vows feel like a joke, like a slap in the face. You can't just remember what you said when it's convenient for you. He was mad at me yesterday for coming home at 3 in the afternoon, said that it would have been nice to know that we weren't going to spend any time together. I said, it's three in the afternoon. There is an entire day left. He didn't speak again until 1:30 in the morning with that face full of fury and the spikes I will never understand!
You make the world you live in.
"Put it on my tab" when he lost my phone, like he is already planning to leave. Where do I fit, inside that head? How utterly lonely.
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