despair and then cold cold anger... and a precise mind
in the place of where there would only be heat to burn off the despair to keep going for another day
then at the end, almost a sense of acceptance
overall, an image of a really pissed woman...
after the first stanza i had this image of a woman saying the words tight-lipped and almost spitting the words out in contempt to the person that she is addressing... but in the end, the last word "Stupid..." feels more like a sigh, evoking images of her giving chances before and it not being treasured. the stupid feels like it is directed to both the partner and herself
at first look the poem seems simple but then again, some of the best things are simple
i perceive that there is more depth to it than what meets the eye but then i might be wrong and just rambling aimlessly correct me if i said anything wrong