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Difference of Opinions
It was bound to happen.
We would eventually disagree
at some point in this.
But I didn't think it would
be so frequent, and so often.
You and I were raised differently.
You learning more than me.
Having to raise your siblings.
I did not.
I wasn't looking to pick a fight,
or trying to push you away.
I just saw differences in us,
where we were not compatible.
And you wanted me to change.
You wanted me to fit your mold.
Unfortunately I was able to,
and we didn't get along.
You asked for sacrifice,
when I already gave into
your demands before.
I liked what we had,
what we decided to do,
compromise for each other.
It sounded better on paper,
than working out in reality.
I obviously couldn’t keep you happy,
One minute I could, but the next
one was unpredictable.
I didn't know what to expect.
And I was tired of failing you
constantly, because I had flaws.
Flaws you said you could overlook,
a side of me you assured me
you would accept.
Except it hurt you in the end.
I don't know why you kept coming back,
wanting to be hurt again?
It wasn't because I tried to
make you cry.
I was being me, and our differences
bothered you.
And you knew this entire time
who I was,
and yet you still try to force
this beyond the breaking point.
I tried so hard to hold on too,
but eventually our opinions were
opposing so much that
we could no longer be together.
