Cuntry Singin'

Ok I have tried everything to get through to James and I am sinking to new lows: I wrote a country song for him HAHAHAHA!!!! He wrote me a sonnet back. Ok so he is classier than I am. But anyway, here is mine:

My man never understood me
So I decided to move on
He had some revelations
But I was already gone.

I looked back to the time when
We were once as one
I saw what could have been and
Was sad that we were done.

But I can't take it anymore
That man will never change
I loved him once with all my heart
But things remained the same.

So where does all this leave me?
And where does it leave him?
I wish things could be different now
But I just can't give in.

Here's his:

It seems as if it not long ago.
Her heart was mine and mine was hers
Now mine feels as filled with burrs
Yet far from me she wishes to go
Once for me, her eyes aglow
To her my actions were a spur
Creating a rift tween I and her
Yet only to her arms do I wish to go

Friend, lover, and more to me
Too late I learned what I had lost
To her blue eyes our love is spent
My lesson comes at a great cost
The love we shared is lost to my BG
I feel my heart is broke, not bent

Not bad, not bad. Touche, Corbin. He also dropped this little bomb on me:

I wonder who it is that poem is talking about. Pretty sure it was not me, because you cannot say I never understood you. I mean I know I didn't get some things, and was a little slow on the uptake of others, but never understood you?? As far as not changing..... I had been trying to figure out how the living situation would have worked for a little while. I think we probably would have moved to your place since it is bigger and once that had been working for a while, rented mine out. I probably would have needed to close off part of the basement to have as a study / work from home office. After a while my condo would have to have been sold. We would have had to have stayed in VT for a while, at least until I finished school. Then I could have looked for jobs in California, Virginia or the Carolinas. Finding a house would probably not have been to bad with the proceeds from two condos in the bank. Since you like yard work and oddly enough for a guy I actually prefer indoor housework that would have been an unusual, but workable distribution of household chores.

Yes he was trying to figure out our living situation for a while. ALL BY HIMSELF BECAUSE HE NEVER ONCE DISCUSSED IT WITH ME!!! WTF??? Thanks, James, for telling me all this useful information NOW when I am trying my fucking damndest to be happy with someone else! Someone who actually talks to me about how he is feeling!!! I had a miserable day because of this cocksucker (sorry, but i am mad) because he kept calling me and emailing me and myspacing me and texting me trying to ruin my fucking life. He isn't happy that I have moved on, and I'm too much of a pussy to tell him to shove off so we are stuck. Kris came over for a bit tonight, met my kids and really seemed to hit it off with them. See, when he is with me I don't give a fat titty about James, but when I am on my own I am weak and I have a hard time resisting the bastard. He knows what buttons to push, i.e. the whole living situation bullshit. What a load of crap.
Argh.