Jealousy

Swingsets on a playground 

Skinned knees and chipped teeth 

That rough feeling on your palms 

And how you love to watch me bleed 

I'll never know what to call this 

Others have tried to label it for me 

Toxic, abuse, narcisstic, gaslighting 

It's lovely I promise

You don't know him like I do 

He's all kisses under the bleachers 

And holding hands in dark movie theaters 

It's not my fault you only see the bruises 

He didn;t mean to 

But why should I have to explain that to you 

You're just jealous