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it had been like this for weeks.

give me peace,

during your rare good moods there'd been no harsh words, no yelling.

but then you'd steal it

then on your off moods you'd scream, hit, and degrade me.

it's tiring.

over and over there were petty, heated arguments that either of us are too prideful to back down from, clearly.

then come the empty apologies,

and repeat.

it's an endless cycle.

finally there was a full day with no ups or downs, i could tell because you invited me to your friend's birthday party. 

of course, i agreed.

anything to spend time with you, not thinking about the said word "party."

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