Needs and Wants. A poem.

I would put up with
Arguments like multiple car crashes
Complaints about cash flow shortfalls
All the poor self esteem moments and unlikely excuses
The never-ending dog hair on clothes
That-time-of-the-month obtuseness
Late night extended phone calls with girlfriends
Every time she says “do I look big in this?”
Burnt dinners and replacement take out food
Bohemian folk music turned up to 11
Unscrewed toothpaste caps and long hairs in the sink
Enduring chick flick Saturday nights
Smelly laundry covering the floor
Every quirky new age hippie sensibility
An opinion on everything that’s often far from mine
If she needed me
As much as I need her

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