You will sit at one end of the bed
I at the other

Pressed hard against the wood
You vent

Let it all go
I'll sit take it in and stare

I'm not sure of what I've done
I broke the rules

You worry
I know you do but I didn't know you felt like this

I say little to nothing
I stare into brown eyes across the bed

It hurts
And I stare on

I press harder into the big wood frame
I stop breathing till it's over

Then I'll crawl back
Across the bed

Right back to you