if you are an ex who decides to have dinner with the kids before christmas and exchange presents....then you get the right to give the good gift and make the other person not able to give it. oh well. back to thinking.....
but it was a quick jab when i saw the gift. one of my sons guessed. i saw it in the glance he gave me.
my daughter probably too.
but life is what it is.
and he had them all open gifts from one another.
sigh.
but. that's ok.
they have things they didn't take.
it's all good.
because though he works hard to make it hard. to take what he can.
he can't take being with them.
being close.
enjoying.
knowing.
sharing.
he fakes.
that isn't satisfying.
it just looks good.
but it's empty.
so.
i'll
take
a
breath.
and go on.
who cares?
it doesn't really matter.
but sometimes i wonder how i married an asshole.
but it was a quick jab when i saw the gift. one of my sons guessed. i saw it in the glance he gave me.
my daughter probably too.
but life is what it is.
and he had them all open gifts from one another.
sigh.
but. that's ok.
they have things they didn't take.
it's all good.
because though he works hard to make it hard. to take what he can.
he can't take being with them.
being close.
enjoying.
knowing.
sharing.
he fakes.
that isn't satisfying.
it just looks good.
but it's empty.
so.
i'll
take
a
breath.
and go on.
who cares?
it doesn't really matter.
but sometimes i wonder how i married an asshole.
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