I was mad,
I grabbed her door and shook it hard.
I was ******.
Cherie came rushing at me,
screaming
"GET OUT.”
ohh I’ll be out soon darling.
I got to my room, still ******,
and then the bad sorrowful feelings came.

I felt sick and I felt bad,
I couldn’t call her.
never call a woman when she is out of her place,
leave them be.
the next day you will hear from them.

but this was mostly my fault
I didn’t know what to do.
I always think-I  know the answer,
but really I know nothing.