Let my hand go!
NO
Let it go!
NO
Why are you doing this after hitting me?
I love you
Well thats not what I used to see!
No babe it's true!
Go away please
look baby i'm on my knees
I don't care, you hurt me in so many ways and in so many places!
I'm sorry
Get out, pack your cases!
But babe..
I struck back and my fist felt his chin and nose
his blood was pouring colours of a red rose
I sat back in satisfaction
finally I had done something, I had made some action
His face grew angry but mine stayed calm
breathing as if he was a horse on the farm
He fled through the door
He was gone, I knew for sure!
