I've grown tired.
My patience,
Thin,
Horribly thin,
About to break.
I've held on as much as I can
You seem intent
On destroying what little we had
I stated what it would take
I warned you
If you did it
'We' would cease
Anything that could have been
Would not be.
And you did it anyway
All the while
Telling me
How much I mean to you
But you did it anyway.
I have grown tired.
My patience,
Thin.
My spirit,
Fragile.
We may,
But I will not,
Fall apart.

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