Disguised Butterflies

Fri, 11/03/2017 - 17:36 -- amy.bha

The butterflies that flutter with the thought of them.
Is that love?
The chills you get as they mention your name.
Is that love?
The goosebumps that arise as they near.
Is that love?

The butterflies that flutter with the uneasy feeling of their next move.
Is that love?
The chills you get with their constant screams directed at you.
Is that love?
The goosebumps that arise with fear of their violent actions.

Is that love?

 

"Oh, I still love them."

"They were just mad."

"It won’t happen again."

Love does not justify domestic abuse or sexual assault.
Love yourself enough to get out of toxic relationships.

To escape from the pain and sufferings.
That is love.
To have the endless support of friends and family.
That is love.
To be strong enough to live life after because,

You are loved.

This poem is about: 
My family
Our world

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