you watched the aching in my face
turning into another source of your powerlessness.
unaware of the potency of my transparency,
i watched the wild colors in your eyes fade.

we removed the symbolism of our destiny,
and sought simpler means of happiness.
in the attempt to simplify we found
a liberated victory in removing direct interaction.

you caught me in a bind,
subjected to be the cause of my frailty.
we secretly weaved our emotions
into a dependency we could not handle.

and i'm just not too sure how many times
you should hear another apology.
before i finally change my ways.
and before i need to tell you about that one day
my psychiatrist warned me against
my discovery of passive aggression.