The Hen

Of the three, she is the one I will always love the most. And yet I am hurting her. But it's time to give someone eyes for the others. It has to be this way as much as I hate it. I'm done talking, done making amends. No one ever sees what I'm saying with calm words. Pain may work. But her tears are stinging, but I know that I must press on. Just know that I care for you more than you know.