You call me your partner
But I feel like your tag-along
An afterthought
Navigating life as “I” not “we”
You announce your plans
As a fait accompli
Failing to take me into consideration
In matters that impact my world
Which actively weaves you through it
I’m tired of having the same conversations
And being set up in this situation
Where I sound like a broken record
Or worse yet a nag
Just trying to get
Some basic recognition
So I need to take a step back
And do some recognizing myself
If this is where your head is at
Perhaps it was premature to give you the key to my house
And maybe to my heart
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