Status: Complete.
A Fly That's Trapped
I'm a fly that's trapped in a web.
“You don’t have to leave.”
After all of the biting remarks, the objects thrown at me in anger, the storm-outs, the shouting matches, all of the small fights that escalated into too much to live with, those five words are the only apology you’ve given me.
And those words pit the rational side of me against the side that pretends to need you because I’m scared to find out what life would be like without you.
And those words, gnawing at my insides, taunting me, daring me, win.
I’m rooted to the spot, and my hand drops from the doorknob.
After all of the biting remarks, the objects thrown at me in anger, the storm-outs, the shouting matches, all of the small fights that escalated into too much to live with, those five words are the only apology you’ve given me.
And those words pit the rational side of me against the side that pretends to need you because I’m scared to find out what life would be like without you.
And those words, gnawing at my insides, taunting me, daring me, win.
I’m rooted to the spot, and my hand drops from the doorknob.