that disapproving glance when i tell a joke that’s not funny

when you’d rather look at the headboard than in my eyes

i love you because you don’t love me

you throw punches

rip open my chest and shove plastic inside,

if i could never see you reach for my breast 

and then slide it away in disgust,

when you remember who I am,

and what you once had,

thank you for trying to hide your disappointment from me

i hate you that’s why i love you

you throw grenades

i love you when you look at another woman passing by

thank you for being honest

thank you for staying with me despite all my faults,

when i love you because of all of yours