Here was the day
When you slapped me
Across the face.
I was being stubborn again.
Maybe you've had enough
Of my idiocy?

It wasn't your fault
That you got mad at me.
Though I still feel it-
The sting on my cheek
And the redness of it;
But I felt the pain in your heart more.

You took your coat
And went away;
I was left inside
The coldness of my house—
It wasn't a home anymore,
Now that you're moving back to your own.

This has been the worst
of all our recent fights
I know that you won't ever
Come back to me now.
Not ever.
Never.