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When I bleed

The day stinks with frustration and short fuses.

I cross my arms. I’m leaving. I can’t stand this. I’m going. 

My empty threats fill the room. 

I’m packing my backpack, I pause. I pack. I pause. 

He’s silent, I can’t move. I have nowhere to go. 

He scoots to the edge of the bed

Come here baby

I collapse into his lap 

Tears stream down my cheeks

How can you be around me? I don’t understand

Because I love you. Because we both aren’t perfect. Because the bad comes so sparingly with the good. 

I’m silent. I love you too. 

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