Thursday, May 31, 2007

when shaking fists begin to shake their head instead

How odd that it no longer seems to anger me — the hypocrisy of it all as she speaks to me of determination, twisted rationalizations, reciprocity and love that would never allow you to walk away.

It still saddens me and I often find it annoying or even maddening, yet I can no longer bring myself to respond with anger. Perhaps I simply no longer care enough to be angry.

Of course, it is so much better now than in years past and I find myself nearly comforted by the familiarity of it all as she turns to walk away, taking credit for my strengths while claiming no responsibility for my shortcomings, but I am proud that she remembered to tell me she loved me first.

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