I'm losing passion talking to you."
"Ouch", was all I could utter.
Is it falling apart? I wondered.
"I want to be honest so we can find a solution."
"Do I bore you?" I asked and fell silent.
"Yes", he answered. It left me flabbergasted.
"I just need space to sort out my issues."
He assured me that he is monogamous.
Even reminded me he was ever-amorous.
"It's never your fault, you are perfect."
A sentence meant to comfort.
It was in vain, it did nothing of the sort.
A nightmare that hasn't ended.
Numbing myself to play pretend.
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