Pain disfigures into numbness in the silence that screams at me
like so many crazed thoughts.
A heated state cools into quiet resentment.
Regardless of how I feel, how you do,
this night has changed us irreparably.
How can you say these things are equal?
Where do you get off?
Your half-sung apologies fall heavy on deaf ears.
Can you feel me ignoring you?
You think I let you down?
I needed to do something with my hands.
You
have shown to me
the inconsistency of love.
Nothing is unconditional.
If it were, I wouldn't even be here fighting with you.
Those words, also labile,
were the truth in the moment,
regardless of tomorrow.
I may love you,
but I hated you then.
