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Stopwatch Heart

Your hand wraps tightly around my heart as you watch me run for you.

Starting and stopping.

The numbers, a constant representation of just how long I have deluded myself with your lies.

You keep record of my attempts to please you. All this time represents the passage of effort racing down the endless path to perfection. 

And yet you still expect a finish.

The pitfalls of my feet drop anxiously onto your predetermined track. I finally catch up to your point of completion only to hear your words of 'encouragement.'

You can do better than that.

You watch unimpressed as you constantly belittle my efforts on this solo race.

I'm not so sure anymore.

Am I in this alone or are you comparing times? Is there another competing with me for that coveted spot atop your podium?

This is not worth my effort.

What I do is never good enough for you. And yet you still expect perfection while you keep control over my stopwatch heart.