Her.

Again

She's back again.
 
 
 

She seems...
 
 

 
Upset, almost.
 
 
 

Whatever she's feeling , I don't want to feel it too.
 
 

 
It's scary..
 
 

 
I got cookies today.
 
 
 

The green ones taste the best.
 
 
 

They always smell funny though.
 
 
 

I can't quite put my finger on why.
 
 
 

The blue ones are worse though.
 
 
 

She made my bed today.
 
 
 

That was nice of her.
 
 

 
She didn't talk today.
 
 

 
Not that she talked much anyways.
 
 

 
She's a mumbler.
 
 

 
I hate mumblers.
 
 

 
I hate her.
 
 

 
She won't leave me alone.
 

 
 
I’m stuck with her.
 
 
 

I can deal with it.