For months she’s been in a righteous mood. Its been hard to tell what she wants from me… or even if she wants me at all.
Yet she still wears my jumpers, my shirts and sometimes even a smile, when she’s at home.
‘When she’s at home.’ Is right, as these days she often isn’t. She prefers to stay out all night with new friends that she made about the time I became her worst enemy.
There will be moments in the day when she will come on strong and will look so lovingly at me. Then every other moment thereafter will be crossed words and angry sentiment.
Right now she’s banging about in the kitchen.
Right now I’m sick. Got a run of the mill cold. I’ve not asked her anything except if she had a good day. She replied ‘No.’ and promptly stormed off.
She’s just utterly angered by me all the time and I’m left feeling alien in my own home.
Yet if that’s true, why isn’t she leaving and why can’t I say goodbye?
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