I stare deeply into his eyes, but all I see is the monster he has become. I cannot look anymore. It breaks my heart to see the one I love,fall into a deep darkness that can't be escaped.
Tears roll down my cheeks as I feel for the tennis ball-sized welt that has been placed upon my face with force. I acknowledge the pain he has brought to me, yet I am still here. He does not mean to hurt me; he loves me. I believe these violent acts are his way of sharing his emotions with me.
Are you crazy??
No.
But he's hurting you!
He loves me.
This is not love...
No, but it is understanding...
I repeatedly argue with myself about the decisions I make. I questioned my choices. My conscience and heart are in a constant battle; the winner always the same except for today.
Today I must leave the one who brings me so many emotions; happiness, joy, sadness , and pain.
I smile through my tears and gently place my hand upon his cheek. I look deeply into his soul and I can sense all of his pain and sadness; but I also sense love. He is not a lost soul , he's just a troubled one.
I stand up and walk away. I can slowly feel my bruises fade.
I am free.