When I said let’s plan our goals together, you said not today, you’re tired. 

Tired of trying to live up to your imaginary expectations when in fact, all you did was latch onto me for support. 

Tired of feeling sorry for yourself for not feeling like a man.
Whatever that means in your dictionary. Because honestly, I was the one playing the role of the man in this relationship for 5 years. 

I was the one who fixed the broken sink. 

I was the one who reset the gas boiler.

I was the one who paid the rent.

I was the one who bought those concert tickets.

I was the one who had the money to buy the Jeep.

I was the one who sweet-talked to agents. 

I was the one who carried the responsibilities. 

While you were the one who cooked dinners. 

You were the one who did the laundry. 

You were the one who wanted to cuddle. 

You were the one who felt insecure about your body. 

You were the one who said we’re done. 

And now we are no longer One.