because you’ve never seen the kind
of love that picks you up when you fall
because you can’t remember the last
time you saw your mother smile
or the last time your father’s words weren’t laced with venom
because you’ve never seen a home
full of love
all you’ve seen is people leaving so when love arrives you wait for its
you wait for him to get drunk and tell
you how he really feels about you.
you don’t expect morning kisses.
you don’t even expect him to be next to you
in the morning.
you wait for the door to slam shut
not for him to heal your heart.