Scenes from last night come to mind,
As I think about what has happened.

You were sick, and I was scared,
I tried to help,
But you pushed me away,
I tried to help,
But you refused.

Why don't you let me be concerned,
Without feeling guilty?

You tell me nothings wrong,
But I know that your lying,
You tell me that your fine,
But I can tell that your not.

You yell and shout,
I stand there calmly,
You say that you hate me,
And a part of me breaks.

You tell me to go away,
I refuse,
I keep you in my eyesight,
To make sure your OK.

You yell again,
And are cold to me,
I can't take it.

I'm worried and scared,
About your safety,
But I can't take it again.

I leave,
You thank me.
 
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