you gently explained that the threat i perceived was merely an effort to hug and to hold because you could see the fear in my eyes
you watched my body start to shake and you saw my mind flash back to before and leave you standing there alone while i was grabbed back into another night a different fight
you rushed to me to hold me not to hurt me
but the difference blurs in my eyes and my mind can't seem to sort out that night from the ones that came before
my eyes couldn't find yours and my heart wouldn't slow
you did the right thing but my past betrayed me in a way that betrayed you
and for that i am sorry
Forever grateful for a husband who understands that I have an abusive past. Forever grateful for his love and patience with me when I react to that past instead of to him.