Eyes glowing; cut deep through empty air,
Expressionless face hiding imminent eruption of soul,
I wait for the moment,
It’s the least I could do,
To allow you your vengeance.
II
Peeling wallpaper in our frosty bedroom,
What warmth it has seen and tenderness,
Passion had filled the cracks in the walls,
Mine and yours and,
Then mine and his.
III
I await your explosion of anger,
It shows through your fingertips that dig into skin,
Drawing blood so dark,
Then a soft tear comes containing all our years,
And I regret breaking my promise to you.
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