You shaped them
Moulding my insecurities to your narrative
You warped my expectations
Reasonable expectations and
they took another form.
It was disguised as mending
Fixing
Building
But the foundations you lay were sloppy.
The communicative cement that binds each brick was laced in deceit and hidden truths.
The bricks themselves were half hearted and cheap.
The equipment you used were second hand and rotting.
How did you plan to build our home if you did not work as a team- with me?
ApologeticallyArtful 