Avoiding the Point

when she wrote of her disdain
for monogamy,
I smiled.
when she wrote “soul mates”
I cringed
when she wrote about
giving unconditionally,
I winced.
When she stormed out,
moon stomping across the patio,
and grabbed her phone,
she said, “I don’t trust you!”
I couldn’t suppress my laughter:
No one ever lies about the future.