Wednesday, April 3, 2024

My Own Best Patient Valentine

Anger keeps vulnerability 
At bay I heard you say
Which angered me even more
And if you said I love you
It would throw me into a rage
Which is why I never say it
Love is a treacherous word
If it's been used to control
And can't be trusted again
Love breaks you into pieces
That go to war with one another
You lose your sense of humor
Cancel your appointments
And forget to pay your fees

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