Senza Fine

"I've wanted for you to show me love," my voice quivered.

Did he finally do it? Did he manage to break me even after I swore to God himself I'd never let him do so?

He was still at the door of my room, looking at me but he showed me no emotion. None at all. For a moment I forgot he was void of any feelings. I'm sure he even saw a couple of tears that slipped down my cheek, but he did nothing. He was quiet and didn't say a word.

I looked down. "I've tolerated your cräp for so long, after all the things you've done I didn't get tired of you." I spoke quietly but he heard me. "Was she worth it? Was she that great that you had to go after her and fùck her? Fuck, Dominico answer me!" I screamed now.

"Did you even think about me? Did I even cross your mind? While I was in a bed, unable to move, did it satisfy you, huh? Knowing that I'm unable to now bother or disrespect you?" I spat as I got closer to him. "Does it satisfy you to know you've finally broken me?"

I kept a distance though, I haven't got too close. But in one swift motion he was holding me by the neck.

"I could never be satisfied knowing you're in pain."