The dagger is cold and hard in my gut.
I pull it out.
The pain unbearable.
I swear I’ll never go near her again.
The pain is too great.
I see the dagger again.
It’s the same as the last.
It sticks to my skin as I pull it out again.
The pain electrifies my veins.
I swear I’ll never go near her again.
Maybe I’m over reacting.
She says she loves me.
How is it that she looks me in the eye,
looks me in the eye, tells me she loves me,
My eyes fall to the dagger in her hand.
She won’t this time.
She loves me.
It splinters my ribs as I pull it out again.
I swear I’ll never go near her again.
You never listen.
You don’t deserve respect.
You’re young and ignorant.
How dare you call this abuse.
I love you.
My chest aches and my lungs pop as I pull it out again.
I swear I’ll never go near her again.
You don’t know what you’re saying.
You can’t know what you need.
I need to be there.
Who are you without me?
My kidney leaks acid as I pull it out again.
I swear I’ll never go near her again.
If I try to walk away I won’t make it on my own.
I can’t let myself leave.
She loves me.
I must be the crazy one.