grievances

I felt my stomach turn towards you
And your misunderstanding of all
you ever knew
Everything you turned away without notice
but your ego.
Impossibility struck
and that was it for I.

For you, you’d continue on for some time
and eventually fall off
the edge of dispassion;
Edge of happiness without discontent

Holding so much love for your ardor didn’t toll
until it was unacceptable
as was my lust for your lust.

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