Crisp clear skies

What was I to you? Why did you do the things you did? Why did you watch me and catalogue my quirks? Why did you make it possible for us to get away alone together when we didn’t need to? That was a want not a need… why did you ask to see me almost everyday of the week? Why did you take me for that walk and said what you said? Why did you hint at going to that place together alone do the weekend? Why did you constantly compare yourself to him? Why did you look at me the way you did? When we part without a hug, why do you come back for one? Did I ever matter or was it a game to you? Why did you do what you did? What was the point of it all? And why deny it after things came to head? Why throw me under the bus as if I imagined it all?

I wish we could sit down. I wish you’d reach out, I wish you’d tell me.

Integrity, Clarity, Honesty.

I’m tired of feeling angry. I’m tired of looping. I’m tired of… I won’t say it. I wish I didn’t.