Its a shame that I should have to say it directly but here it is, this is a love me poem because I want to be direct about it. The world will throw every adversity at you and me. This is not a one sided deal where you are receiving the hurt and dealing with it.
The odd thing about it is that you are being supported by me and still showing me shade. What a game to be played. You walk in hurt, accept my help, and then kick dirt.
You have to love the acceptance of it all, mostly on my part and the words for you to say im sorry are still lost on you. So you take care because I know that I will work on loving me, not you.