Bruise Me

My head,
Throbs.
Like my brain,
Is pulsing against my skull.
I feel,
Like I'm going to throw up.

It's a reminder,
Of how you knocked me off my feet,
And forgot to catch me.
You knocked me to the floor,
Not a single shred of remorse.

Everything sounds too loud,
And the lights feel too bright.
Kind of as if,
I were in a fish bowl.

Don't,
Tap,
On,
The,
Glass.
I am fragile.

And the only thing holding me together,
Is you.
You promised me so.
You swore it to me.
You were inlaced in my destiny,
By the stars.
Our love,
Was not made of chance.
But everything in life has it's rules,
So please,
Don't tap on the glass.