Tongues

This bitter taste lingers in the back of my throat. I taste it mostly when I realize I should be the one understanding. But I was always too easy. Is she more of a challenge this time? I hate the darkness in her eyes. I hate the sunlight in your smile. You used to sparkle for me. You light up so easily now for everyone except. Do you know that you still put me to shame? I hope you're proud of that.