Disillusioned

He said he could never tell if I was happy,

Or just pretending to be. 

I remember being happy.

So much of the time.

Telling him our life was good,

over and over.

But he couldn't believe me.

He said he never took care of me,

He could never figure out how.

It's easy,

Taking care of someone.

If you really love them,

enough to try.

But he couldn't try.

He said he wouldn't...

...wouldn't try.

I thought all those years were him trying.