Your excuses
They hurt
So bad
They’re
Lame
Stupid
Annoying
Pathetic
Weak
Humiliating
Yes
It’s humiliating that you’d think I would believe any of them
Don’t you know that you’ve already hurt me enough?
Don’t you know that there are so many other things hurting me now?
Physically
Mentally
Emotionally
And you don’t care
You really don’t
And that’s why you give the excuses
Why you stop our texting conversation after I’ve been trying to contact you for hours
And you stop after one reply
Why you can’t answer my phone calls
Because you’re going to go to sleep
It’s eight in the evening
And you never sleep
When I try to ask you something about arranging something later that week
Or figuring something out
You never answer my questions
You know it hurts
You have to know it does
But I never know which excuses to believe
Which excuses are real
I don’t know
I just don’t know
And you won’t help me
You don’t give me any reason to believe anything you say
So read my lips:
It
Really
Hurts.
It does
So can you just say it differently
Just tell me you don’t want to talk to me right then?
Sure I would hurt
But I would hurt in a different way
Because I actually know what you’re thinking, then
And if I know what you’re thinking, I know how to deal with it
But it’s as if you want me week
To use me for some other awful purpose later on
So I can still be there for you
But why is it that you’re not really there for me?
Because you “tried” to help the other day
When I was completely left out
But you tried way too late
Way
Too
Late
So it didn’t matter by then
And everyone knew that you were trying
And that just made me feel worse
I mean sure it feels better to know you’re trying
But
Still
It’s always those excuses
That I hate the most
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