He grabbed my face,
“Look me in the eyes goddammit.”
A simple action some might say.
After months of being together,
One might think it would come naturally.
But all I saw was fire.
All I felt was pain, in this moment of desire.
I was afraid.
But still I looked at you in my most vulnerable state.
I did, Im not weak, but you made me feel it.
Something about your mechanical, aggressive stare intimidated me.
But I could never tell you, and you would never understand,
That the last time I looked at someone this way,
They broke me.
Shaking and crying I lay on the floor,
And he didn’t care.
He just left and laughed.
You are not him,
But something about this whole thing
Is making me so nervous,
And I can’t shake the feeling,
That maybe you’ll end up being the same one day.