Anger is a tricky thing,
It starts as a mild irritation,
Then leads to a maddening annoyance,
Which is a gateway towards true antipathy.
But, there's an emotion tied in with my anger.
It's bitterness.
You see, my bitterness
Is petty, and sarcastic, and slightly condescending.
Sometimes, I wonder...
Is that why he doesn't call?
Or text?
Is that why he left?
Sometimes not knowing is the worst thing.