There is a silent no behind my words.
I give you an excuse, then a compromise, then I give in.
I can't really fault you, but the bitterness in my heart just won't go away.
I've tried to quiet it. I give a reason, then an excuse, Then I give in.
You don't understand my anger.
I never told you I was upset, so of course you wouldn't understand.
I just wish that when I set the smallest of boundaries, you wouldn't trample over them.
I always gave in, but maybe you shouldn't have pushed.
Again and again and again.
I never said no.
I have no excuse for my anger, and yet it's still there.
This pit in my stomach. This heat in my chest.
I swallow down the lump in my throat.
maybe I should say no this time.
I give you a reason, then a compromise... then I give in.
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The diary of Seth Alexander
Non-Fictionas the title suggests, this is legit going to be my diary. and yes, most diaries are supposed to be secret, but I have always been an open book. I like to pretend to be mysterious, but the people around me will all tell you that I am someone who do...
