Because I Didn't Know

Because I Didn’t Know

I lied to you.  I told you I’d be where I wasn’t, when I wasn’t.
I told you I’d be out with who I should’ve been out with, but I wasn’t with her.
And I never planned on being with her.
I was with someone else, somewhere else…all along.
Because I didn’t know.
I made you bleed.  I hit you in the eye, with a hanger, in the dark.
I grabbed a knife, and a screwdriver.  I threw the screwdriver at you.
I just threatened you with the knife, poking at your stomach.
I never planned on stabbing you.
I was angry; I was upset…all along.
Because I didn’t know.
I destroyed your shirts.  I tore the t-shirt off your back, with my hands, in the hallway.
I told you I would.  I grabbed the scissors and cut the collar off your dress shirt.
I sliced holes in the armpits of your sweatshirts.
I never had a thing against your shirts.
It was you; I didn’t want you to leave me…all along.
Because I didn’t know.
I made love to you. I told you I would; I looked you in the eye and ripped the shirt off your back.
I unbuttoned your boxers.  I stroked your thighs, and kissed your stomach.
I rubbed my breasts against your body.
I just wanted to love you.
I just wanted you to love me back.
Because I didn’t know.