My throat is dry and burning from yelling. My eyes are red from crying.
My energy is drained from fighting you for us.
I need you to look past my emotionally scrambled words, listen to my heart.
It's an everyday battle of me trying to make this work, forcing myself to love who I thought you were.
I can't take any more hits, no more lies.
No more pretending that you love me.
No more hiding the woman who was your "friend".
I've questioned if I was ready to leave this battle zone alone,
I am. I wave my white flag.