HELP

3. Flowing

stumbling.

you stumbled in late at night.

terrified i shot up out of my half conscious state.

immediately I knew what was going to happen.

the string of 'im fines',

the bump and clank of your things,

the raising of your voice,

my heart broke.

soft sobs escaped my mouth as i heard you throw a valuable.

please stop it;

I cry out for you to be okay

I yearn to hug you and tell you that i love you

but it is once again too late

I'm stuck in place

anxiety through the roof tears stained on my face

I love you okay?

don't feel this way.

VJG