I knew you had that tendency to mistreat me. I even knew that most of the time you lie to me just to get your way--almost constantly. I can't really fight against you because I depend so much on you to be with me. I see that you have no real interest in my happiness, though. I can hear myself pleading with you to give me some positive attention..even once a week. I sound stupid. I lie awake sending you messages, calling you. It's pathetic; not because I'm doing it, but because I know what the outcome is already. But history tells me you've got to break down. You've got to open up to me and tell me what's really going on with you. In the meantime, I will put up with your cruelty. Keep in mind it's only because you're so beautiful the way you work. Even the way you hate me is so graceful and elegant.