You allow me
to ride,
in your
passenger side.
After so
many months.

From when
your new car,
arrived.

To impress
your big Auntie.
Who stayed,
just a few days
this time.

But the
final of straws,
was the lock,
on your door.
The one
that you
placed,
on there
last night.

I noticed it,
when i was
airing your
clothes.
My heart,
feeling
saddened
by cries.

This was after,
seeing the towels,
piled on a chair
in my room.
The ones,
that should be
in the cupboard.

The sad part
about this,
is you choose
not to talk.

Not talk,
to discuss
all your thoughts.

Unfortunately you,
have changed,
oh so much.
Since the February,
of only last year.

And since
that time,
you’ve argued
with me.
And created
such sadness
inside.

In my defence,
i’m guilty of…
Only ever,
loving and
caring ...