Spring cleaning.

I had the words
spelled out
for you,

but couldn't

speak.
Sentiments
reduced to
nervous
stutters
on your machine.

Believe me.

I

tried.
You simply refused
to see.
You've always been

so ignorant,
naive child.
Erase me,

I'm gone.

In the long run,
I hope you're happy.
________It hurts my heart.