Good Enough

You were always good to me,
and I loved you for it.
We were married 20 years.

One day you called me "useless" and "worthless."
I shrugged it off,
thinking you didn't mean it.

The next week,
the names got worse.
They got so bad that
with every sentence you spoke
was a name and a beating.

I thought I was good enough.

If i was never good enough for you,

then you were never good enough for me.