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Jan 2015
I swear he's not that difficult
but he complains that
I never make things for him

that I stopped caring
that I stopped loving

in the form of
cards
birthday breakfasts
good mornings

but when I gave him
a present for Christmas
the first word he said was

'throw it away'

I never got a thank you
or even a hug.
I don't understand what I'm doing wrong.
ConstantEscape
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ConstantEscape  escaping reality
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