drove the car,
i was nervous.
when
she was
in bed,
i was nervous.
at the table,
on the couch, i was a bundle
of anxiety.
i was walking
perpetually on eggshells,
afraid
to open
my mouth.
how did this happen
that i ended
up with
someone i didn't
even like?
a veritable grouch.
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