My

She knows when she gets mad at me
Tells me she never wants to see me again
That I'll be hurt but back for more
Because
I don't run away from responsibility

Seven decades of bottled anger
Finally surfacing
So late
So needed
So frighteningly real and honest

I've been in plenty worse spots
And managed to get by

I am the recipient
Because I'm the only one whom she counts on
That's just the way it is

I'll take my lumps and go on loving her
As I always have