Fallout
It was your way right from the very start
To be the partner always in control;
Though love was there, you made me feel my role
Was that of minion, not of counterpart.
Though equals in success and duly smart,
Somehow our halves could never make a whole;
When months of this had passed, it took its toll
And kept me clinging, fraught, with half a heart.
For all the times we shared a tender bed,
I kept recalling things that you had said
To tear me down, and put me in my place;
But finally I snapped: harsh words were said,
And once again I crave the days ahead
Now that I'll never have to see your face.
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