She didn’t want to be a bother.
She never wanted to cause discomfort,
but she couldn’t help feel the sting of the situation.
She knew he wasn’t trying to hurt her.
She knew that he loved her,
but there was always the question of what if.
She knew it was petty.
She never wanted to be vain,
but she couldn’t help but be herself.
She knew this feeling would pass, as they always do.
But she couldn’t help it in wanting to say fuck you!