A slap on the face
"I know I was wrong."
Swollen lips
"I shouldn't have said those words."
Black around the eye
"It was wrong to read his text."
A kick in the stomach
"He did it as a joke."

He buys me flowers sometimes
for me those are enough.
I know someday it will get better.
Where the pain will no longer hurt.
I cry myself to sleep at night
praying that he would change.
Enough is enough I often tell myself.
But then he tells me he loves me.
Then I cowardly stayed.

-MPS12