He Hit Me
Because I love you,
he traces my face with gentle fingers
Because I love you,
his lips slowly meet mine
Because I love you,
we stay in bed all day
Because he loves me,
I cover the bruises blossoming on my cheek
Because he loves me,
I ignore the fat lips
Because he loves me,
I send my friends to voicemail
Because I love myself,
I leave.
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