Fighting Back

I wrote this a year ago after a brief arguement Mr. Seven Year Itch and I had that ended our relationship.  That breakup lasted all of a week.  I took it down at his request.  I guess the truth hurts.  Reading it now, if for nothing more than getting it out of my system, I feel that it's necessary to share it again.

You don't get to lie and get honesty in return.

You don't get to destroy every part of her being and expect her to still be there when you decide you want her again.

You don't get to expect her to reciprocate the advances you make towards her after torturing her emotionally non-stop.

You don't get to know the past if your future with her is something you aren't showing her that you want to happen.

You don't get to know her when you make it clear that everything about who she is displeases you.

You don't get to know how amazing she is when you refuse to let her shine.

She can't fly like the social butterfly that she is when you get jealous at her going to the grocery store alone simply because she didn't tell you that she was going.

You don't get to cage her up out of your own insecurities and expect her not to fight you.

You don't get to tell her that she can trust you when you've cheated her in every way possible.

You don't get to put your hands on her in all the negative ways and expect to reach her heart in a positive one.

You don't get to expect someone else to make you happy when you make yourself miserable.

You don't get to give half of the information and expect to get all of it in return.

You don't get to cheat and expect not to be cheated.

You don't get to be there as you see fit and aren't there for what really matters.

You don't get to ignore her and expect to get attention.

You don't get to do what makes you happy and put her in a cage of misery.

You don't get to act like you're the wounded animal when she bites back for a change because she's finally learned to love herself more than you ever did.