"Because he hurt you"
He slips his fingers around my shoulders,
Letting me know that he is paying attention
To every crack and turn in my face
His smiles winds,
Clock hands turning back
To show me that every mistake of the day is gone
His eyes say
“I do this,
Because I love you”
I crack a grin,
Shining beams of light through him
But those words turn oceans in my mind
It takes me back through the moments
Before him,
Before us
I see a hand gripping my shoulder,
Eyes piercing into me,
Heart pulsing waiting to be let go
“Relax. I do this,
Because I love you”
There are cracks between my teeth,
Trying to remember that the man in front of me
Is not the same man
Who pushed bricks down my throat
A cool hand holds my cheek
“Are you okay?
I don’t want to pry
But I worry,
Because I love you”
It is a wonderful thing to be loved
But it is a greater thing to feel loved,
It feels brand new
When someone asks you
If you want to be with them
Instead of using strong fingers
To rid you from your chance to choose
It is hard to feel calm,
When he slips his hands around me
Slowly,
I am learning
That “because I love you”
Is not a reason of persuasion,
But a testimony to the world
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