I can turn off my wants. My needs? Not so much.
Did you like how I managed to fit you into my morning? It was what I needed. I wanted to have all sorts of inappropriate contact, company and condition be damned. But that was just a want.
Is my reaching-out and being nice to your wife making things better or worse? I would do just about anything to take some of what you're dealing with away, but I don't have a road map and she's so focused on being hateful right now. Nice, huh? The way I blame this on her. To be honest, I only blame her for her own shit. Nothing more.
But I can't see how she can look at you and be so damned inappropriate. For a wife.
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