Monday, November 07, 2011

Why do your words have the power to cut me at my knees?  Or send me over the moon?  Why can't I find an even keel?  The highest highs and lowest lows.  Always.  When you're tired and get short with me it feels like you're ripping my heart out.  I wait around all day just to get a few moments of your time.  Sorry if I'm disappointed that you're tired.  Sorry if I ask too many dumb questions of you. 

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