4:14 am

He said:

This is not your home.  It is mine.

You have a bad heart.

If you were a good person you would allow me to do whatever I wanted in my house.

Bring over drunk women at 2 am.

Allow them to break glasses and commit adultery in the bathroom.

Disrupt your studies.

Oh, that’s right you’re trying to better yourself for us.

But why?  You’re useless.

You can clean their mess in the morning.

Let me talk to my friends kindly and treat them with respect.

As I talk to you like you’re a piece of shit.

__________________________________________

She said:

I once believed your heart was pure.

There was a moment in time when you adored me.

You would whisper words of love that would nurture my soul.

Gentle and kind.

Loving and true.

I looked up to you.

My heart is good.

I am enough.

I just wish I was enough for you.

Curly Miri © 2014

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10 thoughts on “4:14 am

  1. So beautifully written, Wonderful how I could find so much beauty in your words. I don’t understand why people act this way towards another. I don’t mean that judgementally, I mean, why? The simple and objective question, why?

    Also love the title.

    Much love,

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