As you push the door open alchohol hits the air.

Your eyes quickly reach me and cause instant fear.

You seem so angry, but i’m lost as to why.

As your hands grip my throat i begin to cry.

Trying to think of all the words that seem right.

Continuing to struggle and put up a fight.

Your grasp becomes tighter making it harder to breathe.

But you stared into my eyes and found some way to release.

You turn to the door and begin to walk out.

So i tell you i love you, hoping then you would stop.

You look at me again with so much pain in your eyes.

As your anger becomes weak and your hatred subsides.

You kiss me once more somehow taking all pain.

Then you walk to the door, and we never meet again.