Resentment

I told you a long time ago never drive me to resentment because I tend to be eaten by it.

At the moment, you are causing resentment in me.

I try not to cause you resentment that is why I go along with whatever you want because I want you to know how much I love.

But then again, there is that nagging question of how much you will take this for granted and be arrogant, and just bulldoze your way into doing whatever you want without any thought for me?

This splinter between us has now become a wedge.