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Nov 2017
The days you feel you could never ‘live’ with my messy laziness,
That you just, can’t, live, with my drama,or routines or planning,
That you don’t want to always explain, apologize or understand,
Remember –
You don’t have to ‘live’ with me.


But If you are to live with someone like me….
She will learn to be tidy for you,
To tone down the drama, to be flexible with routines,
To read your unsaid words, your apologetic body language....

But on her off days, when she just wants to be messy,
to wait in bed, To shout nonsensical things, to demand dates and time,
Keeps heeding for a better reply, and just. Does. Not. Hear. you….
On those days, know, that she tries.

There will be off days an on days,
your turn, and hers
Don’t forget that the process of evening things out
Is a process.

Repetition of events is a strain,
But would you be satisfied with a perfect equilibrium
With no more to go?
Munch Gee
Written by
Munch Gee  Colombo
(Colombo)   
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