Today You were mean. You were mean and then you laughed. You laughed like a person that can’t lose. I hated that laugh.
What you don’t understand is that I have a choice whether or not to love you. It doesn’t have to be unconditional. I have a choice.
And when I’m deciding, days or decades from now, whether or not to give you what you want, my love, it won’t be the occasional laughter, presents and ice cream i remember. It won’t be the good times that flash into my mind. It will be the things that i can’t forget that decide. The things that are imprinted on my insides forever. The time you hit her. When you left us alone. The noise. The drink. Christmas.
That’s what i will remember. That’s what i will remember when deciding whether or not to love you.
Act carefully. You may not see me tomorrow.