Never Happen Again

Domestic Violence, Teenage Domestic Violence, Love Gone Bad, Slaps, Grief, Sadness

Whack!
went the sound
of  my
face
I stand there
in a daze
bewildered
astounded
I reach up
stroke my cheek
tears beginning to
flow
I turn away
humiliated
infuriated
yet perplexed
whatever
did I do
to warrant this
reception
from this human being
that I love
in a trance
I about face
seizing my purse

I saunter toward
the door
he's already there
water in his eyes
beseeching
imploring
Do Not Leave
tears flowing
from us both
he repents
grief on his face
assuring me
convincing me
it will not
occur again
slowly
I turn around
forgiving
still loving
reassured
it will never
take place 
again