Click

You can all stop acting 

As though I'm a ticking bomb. 

I'm perfectly fine. 

A little tired, a little drained... 

But perfectly fine. 

You can stop looking for the anger 

That you're so sure I'm hiding. 

I'm not upset, I swear, 

I'm just tired. 

And I don't hate her. 

I tried to, at first. 

Her name hit me with a... 

Click. 

It just slid into place, 

Like I'd expected it all along. 

And in a way, I had. 

Because nothing good ever comes easy. 

Not that easy. 

And she's such a perfect obstacle. 

Because she's perfect. 

And I am absolutely... 

Not even close. 

So he says her name 

And I say... 

Of course. 

And no, I'm not upset, 

I'm just drained, just tired. 

It takes so much effort 

To just be me, 

I don't have the energy 

To compete with her... 

I don't even know where to start.