Maudlin

her clothes were soaked with mildew

ropes burned their way through her fragile, thin wrists

i stood over her waiting to see if she was going to live or die

i remember her screaming and scratching at my arms

while i was tying her wrists behind her back

she was kicking her legs up and down in my direction

trying to prevent me from knotting the ropes

"stop crying" i screamed in her face

"you took me for granted this time...

...how could you have done this to me?"

i said as i punched the ground beside her until fists were sore and bloody

"honey, this could've all been different if you had wanted it to be..."

i gently whispered in her ear

"i don't care what you want anymore...

...this is what i want now..."

don't offer me anything

you will be wasting your breath