end domestic abuse for all
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Because I know you, I wave in the hall.
Because I know you, we talk on the way to class.
Because I like you, I start to flirt.
Because I like you, I steal a kiss.
Because I like you, we begin to date.
My wrist burned as he held my arm tight, his thumb digging into my bone.
“You know I can’t control how jealous I get.”
Words ringing in my ears like the wedding bells I wish I had run from.
