Our Apartment is atrociously small,
But without you, it feels endlessly big,
Like a giant, dark maze, consuming me,
Not letting me escape its grasp.
All your impulsive purchases, a painful reminder.
The only exit I see, a window.

And yet, I live. (5/5)

"This Tumor is optimistically small",
Said doctor to us, while holding a scan of your head.
I simply smiled, holding your hand.
"So when will she be out?", I asked,
To which he said "as sooas we're done.
In a month she will be out and about".

And yet they've lied. (4/5)

"Our Apartment is ridiculously small!",
I say to you as you bring more stuff to it.
"Where are you even planning on putting it?"
You simply smiled and said
"Women have their ways",
Whatever that means.
I still strongly believe that there's no way
For you to pull it off.

And yet you did. (3/5)

"Our Apartment is too small",
I say angrily, stubbing my toe again
While trying to get out of our bed.
You only look at my misfortune and laugh.
"You're only angry because you're not used to it"
You said to me, and I did not want to listen.

And yet you're right. (2/5)

BRIAN LOOK OUT!

(Sorry, I had to)

Some might say he was THE original chaser

He and Will E. Coyote

Me when I need to sneak my cat's medication in food

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