Ruminations
Because I love you,
I smile at your quirky sense of humor
I even giggle when you forget the punchline
Of a joke, you found online
Because I love you
I stay up on the phone listening to a new idea you had
I’ll smile and imagine you were here besides me
Because I love you
I’ll study with you for finals, days on end
Because I love you
I’ll lie to my mother about where I am
So, I can spend more time with you
Because I love you
I’ll let you copy my English homework that you forgot to do
That party you went to last night,
Must have ended late
Because I love you
I’ll ignore the remarks you make, about the way I dress
Because I love you
I’ll ignore the subtle deletion of my friend’s texts and calls
Because I love you
I’ll ignore the constant pressure to “put out”
Because I love you
I know you’re right when you say I haven’t put much
effort into this relationship
Because I love you
The texts from the girls you meet, must be your friends
Because I love you
I won’t jump to conclusions like what you did to me
Because I love you
My mother’s constant worry for me, must be her overexaggerating
Because I love you
I’ll be your doll that you show to family and friends
But when it comes to pictures
My body is the display and my eyes are the hollow remains
Of what I used to be
Because I love you…
I’ll know that this isn’t abuse
Because abuse is physical
So therefore, he isn’t hurting me.
Mommy, he treats me right
Because He loves me…
He drags me along
And hasn’t laid a hand on me
So, this isn’t abuse, right?
Because I love myself…
I’ll break down
I’ll hit and scream
I tell myself maybe this is me.
This is my fault
My friends and mother are out to get me
No.
Because I love myself
I embrace my mother’s scent
And relish in her hugs
The safety of her arms reminds me
What love is
Love isn’t a façade
You can’t dress it up and spew false promises at it
Love isn’t abuse of the mind
It’s the comfort of mind
Because I love myself
I know that love is a two way street
Meaning I care for your needs
And you care about my mine
It’s the constant support a partner has
It’s not using gaslighting to make me your doll
Abuse has no style
It’s physical, spiritual, emotional
And especially mental
Because I love you,
I knew to let go…
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