I love you when you put me first
I love you when you let me talk
I love you when I interrupt to bring the conversation back to me
I love you when you choose me to be first
I love you when you tell others how great I am
I love you when you share my fame
I love you when you forgive my inattention and you have to explain things again…and again
I love you when you make fudge
I love you when you take care of the business
I love you when you do the cleaning up
I love you when you make all the arrangements
I love you when you discard the best picture if I don’t shine in it
I love you when you are of use to me
I love you when you do what I want
I love you when it’s convenient for me to do so
I love you when you buy my books
I love you when you teach me new things
I love you when you let me shine
I love you when I need to whine
I love you when I need to vent
I love you when it’s the cool thing to do
I love you when I get stuff from you
I love you when you do the work
I love you when you kiss my ass
But now that you’re done doing that
I
Well
I don’t love you anymore
Oh, wow. This was a painful read, seeing life through the eyes of the narrator. I was a bit embarrassed for them, but I kept waiting for the transition to sharing, but alas it didn’t come. You have really captured that one-sided love, and this selfish and flippant “lover.”
It was actually about a “friend” who is only friendly when she needs. She needs a lot.
Thank you for reading.
Stef, that makes more sense when I read it again! Thanks for clarifying. Either way–lovers or friends who are overly needy and selfish are exhausting. You have captured it here.
That is life – too much of a good thing becomes meaningless…
Indeed.