weary.

i grow weary
of navigating your roadblocks
and negotiating your terrain.
your intentional difficulty
takes the joy from the journey;
at this point
i am only tired
and sad.
i am so sad.
i have decided to give
instead of take
and have received nothing but your
unmitigated disdain.
thank you for that,
for the reinforcement.
i will not stop
giving my joy
to those who may not deserve it.
because life happens once
and that is too infrequent to waste on
self-protection.
so you didn’t love me.
and i will never know why.
this is your loss—
remember that when i am gone.

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