Rejection

You selfish ass bastard, always making everything about you. But pretending it's always only about me, laying the guilt trip on me, taking what little happiness I have left from me. You will never know how much I hate you right now, it's burning my eyes this hate is so strong. Last night was the final straw, the last leg. It's always so fucking tit for tat with us. So goddamn childish. And I absolutely hate that shit.
I am so emotionally drained right now. You are no longer worth my tears. I will hold my head up high knowing that I did all I could do to convey the depths of my feelings, both good and bad, to you. I might not have always expressed myself in the most adult or rational manner but at least you knew how I felt. When I made a mistake I quickly apologized. And apologized. And apologized again. I apologized in every way I knew how. I made an ass out of myself apologizing even though it wasn't all my fault. Did you ever apologize? Did you ever admit your faults or did you just blame everything on me? On my behavior? It seems I'm always the one to apologize. Why you ask? Because I want you to like me. I want you to love me.
Except today I don't want to dig that deep. Today I want to skim the surface so you should love me because I'm lovable and loyal and a goddamn good wife and person.
I know I have my faults. I'm hard headed. I'm demanding. I'm foul mouthed. I have high expectations and act an ass when those expectations aren't met. I'm spoiled. And I think I'm a princess. Fuck that, I KNOW I'm a princess. But with all of that I'm still the person who will listen to you bitch about your job, your health, etc... I'll answer the phone at 3 a.m. because you need me to. I'll send you stupid emails just to try to make you laugh. I'll stand beside you no matter what. See here's the thing... I may get mad and tell you to fuck off but pretty quickly after I'll apologize and do anything I can to prove myself to you. I've never walked away from someone for forever. Everyone has always gotten a second chance with me. Why do you think all those boys I used to date, all the ones who broke my heart, still think they can come around? Because no matter how tough and bitchy I come across I still have a huge capacity for love and forgiveness.

Except for you. You are no longer worth my tears.