Twenty-Two

You say I've changed
I say you haven't.
Honestly, I think the latter
is more tragic.

You feel a sense of bitterness
when none exists.
And you're taken aback
by my wavering attention.

What did you expect?
After you ran me into the ground?
And what did you want from me?
When I already offered all that I had?

You can't be that oblivious, can you?