But what do I want? More pain? More suffering? Repeats of the same old shows?
No. I want something else. I want something new. I’ll take the old wine, but I want that new bottle. Things have to change. Yes, I am calling the shots. I am beginning to believe that I might be worth that much at least. A little respect. A little love. Don’t take me for granted. Love me the way I love you. Give to me the way I have given to you.
It’s not going to break your back. It’s not going to make you poorer. It’s not going to make you a lesser person. I promise you that. Give it a shot. Maybe, just maybe I could be worth it.