Pestering me.

I am pretty sure I told you this once before, I don’t love you anymore.

But words have a way of not being heard when your driving to fast and you’ve drank to much.

I will resign myself to the fact that you are still here, always watching but never really there.

The patience I had has worn thin, my tolerance for ignorance is non-existent.

You can leave anytime now, it won’t bother me.

Just please, don’t wake me when you leave.

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