You twisted your-self into a pretzel
Trying to tolerate something you hated in me it turned out was essential.
Does that mean I should twist myself into a pretzel
Trying not to be the thing that made you twist yourself into a pretzel?
Having been salty and wrenched for so long
It’s a relief I find to unwind and simply be bent,
But not twisted;
Neither of us can be pretzels anymore.
Why is that so hard to understand?
I’m sad about it too,
But I’m not angry.
No, I’m glad I’m not twisted into a pretzel.
You be glad too.