I’m sorry…
I wasn’t listening…
to you…
your voice…
screaming…
again…
at me again…
I was busy helping…
you…
building your house…
building your space…
building your life…
what were you…
screaming about?…
again?…
how i did fuk up?…
how did i fuk up?…
again?…
you’re right…
i did fuk up…
by thinking…
and assuming…
you were concerned…
and as worried…
about me…
as I was…
about you…
I’m sorry…
to put that…
responsibility…
on you…
like that…
you wont mind then…
if I take myself…
and my time…
and spend it…
somewhere else?
FUH Q
yesme