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I’ve decided I’m not going to do it anymore.

Go through this battle of words.

You believe . You don’t.

I believe I don’t.

Who’s the blame for what happened?

True. False. Truth or fiction.



I know that right now. I am in a residence I enjoy, working an employer who verified my education, and doing what I want to do with my life.

I’m tired of this battle of words.

This battle of words we say/do to one another.

Who’s lying? Who’s telling the truth?



This battle of words I am asking for a truce. I am asking for a few moments to ask/tell you to stop your anger, assumptions and judgements, so I can say something without your hatred penetrating through my heart.



I’ll take the dishonesty in New York thing. Yet what’s happening now is so real.

Please let us stop this battle of words, for it is killing me, killing the root of deep in loveness that I never had for anyone but you.



Please stop this battle of words that you keep in and out.  Yes, my friends warned me and gave me what they thought too. I’m not asking to be back together or to at least be friends. All I ask for this moment for this battle of words to end.



This anger over misunderstanding that we both share and shared. I believe we rushed into something without really taking the time to really look at the situation. I admit it.  I thought it would be like before mean it felt so right, but please my former love, father of my child stop this battle of words, this anger that comes into my dreams at night that comes from your subconscious to mine because we are still connected on some level.



This battle of words I don’t to continue. Please tell me you don’t want them to continue too, or do you?