A Pondering
I asked politely for you to do what you said you would do. I'm scolded for asking, like my words were venom to you. Reluctantly, you agree, and proceed to do the bare minimum. Not even fulfilling the entire promise, but enough for me to be content with it. Eventually, this became a cycle. I'd ask, reluctancy, and the bare minimum. When did I get so used to the bare minimum? I should be able to trust you for your promises, especially considering you've always been the one to preach the importance of trust. Is it all just a one sided game to you? Am I only convenient to have around?
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