Your obsession is overwhelming

Tears running down your face

Eyes are red

Sniffles from a runny nose

You’re at wits end.

You try to control the situation with pleading;

You want this, your demand that.

You’re dodging and following my every step.

Looking through my mail

Several phone calls daily, ridiculous!

The endless questions

What are you doing?

Where are you?

When are you coming home?

It is too much emotionally for me to process.

Time to leave and let it go.

I am done.




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