I tried to talk with you about us ,
But you retreated into that damned,
Unassailable bunker, “What you mean,”
you said,”Is that I’m not good enough.”
You said, not I. But how in hell does
a man answer that? It is a lie, but
one of such enormity that it kills
communication as surely as frost
kills the garden in spring. I left the
room. Why waste my energy in a
needless, pointless fight? A fight
we can only lose. Dammit girl:

All I want is a smile, a touch, a kind
word: love reciprocated, not begrudged

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some days you can't win