The Egoism Dilemma

Sweetheart

Filled with bitter smiles and half hearted compliments, I am an island.

Sweetheart, if I wanted your shit I'd have taken it.

Fairy lights can't fix my problems.

Sweetheart, if I cared I would have told you.

My pile of unread books overflows and I am stuck with reader's block; struck with writer's block; stung with a lack of motivation; sunk with another wave.

Sweetheart,

I pause, my mirror distorted and window barred.

Sweetheart.

I took it. I took it for years and then I broke.

The straw that broke the camel's back.

Another snide comment.

Another side comment.

I took it all.

Sweetheart.

I couldn't tell you.

Your backwards nature as natural as a reflection, I could never tell you.

All the money in the world couldn't buy my feelings back.

Accidentally shoplifting my affections, I couldn't tell you.

I tried once.

I couldn't tell you.

I pause, my reflection too severe and straight.

Too refined.

Too close.

I pause,

Sweetheart.