As I held your angry attention, fought my way through your stresses, waited patiently upon your trust and honestly, answered all your probing questions .
Maybe my confidence,
to the bitter core,
when you had the option,
to window shop, instead of more then you bargained for.
You were a foe to my friendly nature, never quite got my ambitious mind, You never welcomed my optimism, my smile or accepted the need of my quiet time.
I never succumbed to limitations,
as the ceiling was yours, mine’s the sky.
You became driven by your own mind’s stories, trying to catch me in a lie.
They say opposites attract,
well I beg to differ.
I learned obsession isn’t love, as you gave no more,
then stalkers had delivered.
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