Here I stand...one foot out the door
I am aware of the brilliant orange and red that fill the sky
Dusk has fallen and all I can think about is my despair
I suffer when you expect so much of me
Always wanting a ride and always wanting money
I dont know how much more I can take
I walk to the steps in front of your apartment
I sit down and reflect on the heated argument that we just had
I am exasperated and at the end of my rope
Your apartment door opens and I look at you with tearful eyes
You walk up to me as though you are walking on egg shells
You sit next to me and take my hand
I see guilt and pain in your eyes
"Will you marry me?", You ask me with resiliance
Silence and I am dumbfounded.
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