Oh how patient I was.
I knew he was frightened.
I knew we were close.
Oh how patient I was.
Taking his late night calls.
Listening to him say he missed me.
Listening to him say "I love you" and responding because that was what he needed to hear.
I told him to relax.
I told him I would wait until he was comfortable.
I'm tired of waiting.
He does not love himself.
Robs himself of joy.
Would cut of his nose to spite his face.
The idiocy.
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