all dried up…

for three word wednesday

would you agree with me?
if i tell you
that im not here to
look after you…
nor to clean up the mess
you’ve been showing everyone?

i want something else…
more providence,perhaps?
so I’ll know when
is the right time to let go.

don’t debate…
you’re not good at it,anyway…
when should we execute
that often used “quits” ?

I’m tired…restless
and there you are
with that smirk,
that awful look,
telling me you hate to go.
that we’re meant to be,
but damn it,
you are sucking
my life dry.