Oh my silly, silly narcissist.
You are so used to living in a world with no meaning- except for the one you bestow upon us.
I am here to tell you- my silly, silly narcissist-
that I received your message loud and clear.
In this case, you chose no words, but plenty of meaning.
You could have called, but didn’t- and I got your deliberate intent-
I was not even worth the words.
But oh, now, my silly, silly narcissist- your words carry such meaning-
at least for you, for now you need me-
so, so much more than I need you.
Whatever is a narcissist to do?
You try to reverse course and put all the
blame upon me – “How dare I not forgive you?!? You NEVER meant to hurt me.”
But, you did silly, narcissist, you did- and that was the full intent of your message which
I duly received- you meant to hurt and wound and now you want to declare it never had meaning.
You even bring up how “nice” you have been- “I even got you a Christmas present”, you declare.
Why, yes, yes, you did, my silly, silly narcissist. I believe it arrived some time in March.
As always your motto seems to be- when you care enough to send the very least.
What conundrum you have instigated. A direct and intended act to wound- and wound it did- and now you tell me to forgive and forget, it really didn’t matter “that much”.
What is it to be my silly, silly narcissist?
I, unlike you, am not confused.
Just as you can’t take words back, you can’t take your silence back. That decision, my silly, silly narcissist is all on you.
Narcissists love to have all the power. What they can NOT stand is when you place the responsibility for all that power right back where it belongs -upon them and their decisions.