sheesh
the way it all played out. it started outside, and I was planting trees. then she attacked me "jokingly." I struck right back, said nah you're wrong clarity of a monk hitting a gong. pushed through by god without a doubt. she then said "what is wrong with you" im still baffled she hasn't a clue. I replied "I just wanna be myself." "if you dont like it go somewhere else." it went silent, and I knew she was pissed. I was more worried about the butterfly id missed. an hour went by, we went inside. i could tell by her face that she'd just cried. she asked "whats wrong with you" " its because youre talking to someone new." I then said "I've felt this way for awhile." I could have done it with a smile. I told her everything I'd told you; about the reasons I was feeling blue. I left it all out, did not hold back. she now knows im done with that. not just for today, or even tomorrow. but I will never again feel that sorrow.
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