Darling,
I understand that you never wanted
this, never asked to try and fight
hating me. That my actions push you to
the ends of your abilities, that
my personality will not let you
rest. Love, you can try and hide
disguise this latest in the long list, but
know that I can see you
through the cracks in your armor, when
you turn away or your face
freezes in the painful semblance of
a smile yet again.
Darling
I know you are adept at hating from afar-
as adept as you are at intimate disgust.
But I must beg your forgiveness
for the only way I ever learned
to ask for amends
was by disappearing.