You watched me bleed
And heard me plead
To stay if not to heal.
All the while,
behind your back
Was the weapon
You did not reveal.That comforting smile
Turned sinister,
how did I not realise ?
"Love is blind" they say
But I thought I had my eyes...To stay would mean death
But to leave...
How could I ?
I promised you a forever
And never a goodbye"I'll get better I promise"
I heard you say again,
and waited for the pain
As another stabbing began.