hamster wheel

truth be told
she's tired of you
she yawns at the thought of the same everyday everything
and the way you hurt her
by accident
in a pattern

she sees you scrape together effort
in ways that mean little
because she cares about words
and you care about
riddles

and she's bored of it

or maybe that's what happens after
anger and regret
when touch gets grey
and comfort's the only way
you let each other in

if you would break the cycle
she would
break the cycle if you would