He's so
Hesitant.

When he attempts
To genuinely scold
Me.

He always appears
With his Xbox headphones on
And a kiss to my cheek
Or my forehead

Before he tries to
Quietly
Chide me
With his mic silenced.

It's like he's attempting
To demonstrate that
He means no harm.
Only care and concern.

Perhaps it's due to
The temper I've built
Over years of abuse.

(Heaven's know I could slash one's mortality with it.)

Or perhaps it's due to
My skittish behaviour

(Which I  know appears to be inaccurate.)

But he comprehends
(Unfortunately.)
That I have an incredible flight-or-fight
Instinct

And a towering man over me
Within my bed

It automatically ignites
My fight

And I will fight to the death

If I must.







It's not like I haven't died before.
I won't hesitate to die again.