Disappointed

You disappoint.
Like movie popcorn after I have inhaled it all.
Why would someone eat a bag with that much popped fat content?
Why?

You disappoint.
Like your bites when they leave no mark.
And only I know I have been bitten by you.
Why?

You disappoint.
Like my memories.
I remember it all.
The way I used to yell right the hell back.
But why?

When I can say calmly,
you disappoint.

Doesn't that hurt more then any words I can scream at you.

You disappoint.