Confessions from my Nightmares

was it the fear or you?

every couple has their fights

of course

it would be unhealthy if you didn't

we were past the "love goggles" phase of our relationship

i told you my struggles

you saw me without my make up

i was completely open with you.

as much as i hate to admit it

i was in love with you.

but i guess we weren't seeing eye to eye

we had one of our little fights one night

i had stayed out a little later than i meant to

i came home and

tequila was spilt over the floor

along side you

you got up swearing

telling me how worried you'd been

slurring how i should have called

calling me things i never thought i'd hear come from your mouth

the fear overwhelmed me

it picked me up by my hair and dragged me to the couch

or was it you that did that?

i tried to explain

how i just lost track of time with my friends

i rambled on and on

trying to calm you down

trying to soothe myself

but apparently i did everything but that

when i felt the palm on your hand on my cheek

my heart shattered

my already glass heart became more fragile

and i couldn't even cry

my heart sank

my sobbing stopped

everything was silent at the crack of your hand on my skin.

all i could do was sit

staring up at you 

feeling the glass from my heart in my lungs

but the strangest part was

i was so hurt

because

i still loved you