9. The Fight
5 minutes have passed
since the slamming of the door.
10 since he screamed
“you’re worthless”,
and she ducked under a spray of shattering glass.
Tears slide gently down her face,
rolling silently towards the floor.
She sits with her back against the counter,
regretting everything she ever said
but mostly the words
“I love you”.
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