Does This Mean It’s Over

How did we get to this place of separation

Why couldn’t you tell me in words instead of a condescension tone of disappointment

I never told you I had an overly productive mother

I was hoping it wouldn’t come up

I was hoping she wouldn’t show her hand for a while longer

You thought you were dating an adult

You were dating an amateur

I was focused on other things until those record store days

I broke my mother’s heart by falling in love with you