Recompense

I can read it, perceive it between the lines. You wish I listened more and stopped keeping score. You'd like me to be taller and my ears lobes smaller. You feel my ties look cheap with a suit too old to keep. You dislike my laughter and still will forever after. You hope I would control body noises from below. My shoes you find a disgrace for putting a frown on your face. You won't say it but to be fair unlike he of your love affair I've been able to keep my hair. So there! Between the lines.