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Exasperate (v.)
You won’t even speak to me.
At this point, I’m standing right on the line that stands in between trying one more time and giving up.
You think that because my mother raised me a fighter, I’m going to wait.
I’m tired of letting you down and so I wait because it’s what you’re hoping for.
I wait for whenever you’re ready.
5 months go by and I begin believing some people just never quite get there.
Even the walls have started talking back to me.
Exasperation is what I name it.
You’d rather call it patience.
