What Happens When We Fight (Part 2)

you are
silent, flustered, confused
I am
seething, fury contained
you ask me what’s wrong, why are you angry
and I tell you not here, not now
don’t cause a scene
walk slower, I can’t walk so fast
I want to not care but I slow down
I want to not be angry but I’m fuming
I want to be a lot of things but I can’t.
I love you, but go away.
I hate you, please don’t leave me.
We don’t speak, we smoke cigarettes out the car window to avoid getting into an argument during the traffic 
I don’t want these emotional mood swings and small triggers that turn into huge arguments.
You’re not supposed to smoke anymore

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