LOVE IRKS

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​It was probably in the way he smiled or his subtle chuckle

It was probably the way he looked at her or the sound of his deep voice that in her stomach caused the opaque butterfly rumble

Maybe it was the way she felt in his arms surrounded by his physique, safe from the world’s trouble

Or it was the smell of his mint breath and his instinctive aura that made her heart race to indubitable ends

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Maybe it was his charm

Maybe it was his smile

Maybe it was the darn butterflies

Maybe it was the way her heart fluttered at every sight and mention of him

But it was definitely not in the bruises he left her with

No it wasn’t in the scars he landmarked on her body

It wasn’t in the fist that were ever so ready

It wasn’t in the black eye he gave her

It wasn’t in the harsh words he spat at her

It wasn’t even there in the anger she felt in his voice or the rage in his eyes

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As she fell and felt something plunge into her

With blood splattered on her hands

And panic written all over his face

Therein she looked into his eyes to find solace or some type of peace

She tried to resolve in her head

It wasn’t his cruel words nor her black eye

It wasn’t his clenched fists or her fresh bruises

It certainly wasn’t from the acute pain she felt from the knife’s plunge with life slipping from her finger tip

But the fact that all these happened because of him

Because those words, bruises and pain came from him

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“Why did it have to be you” she managed to say

even in death.. What baffled her the most was that in spite of all of this..

She knew deep down that she still loved him

So she shut her eyes surrounded by his physique and warm embrace

His mint breath and Cologne

His lovely eyes rid of their subtle glints

But right now it felt different

She didn’t need these grotesque walls anymore because now she knew trouble was from within.

I'm dedicating this to @steve1122