Lover's Quarrel
A LOVER’S QUARREL
Love clashes
Love squelched
Love scorched
Talk it out
Is what your mind meant
Why can’t he understand
How does a face turn that red
A plump face towering over me
Follow me
Through
A maze
Of twisted words
That’s NOT what I meant
Boo hoo in tissue
He doesn’t love me anymore
Stare at the stranger in the mirror
With tangled hair
Crimson cheeks – the unfair kind
The hours tick slowly
Unanswered phone calls
Slamming doors
Love is sad
Love’s defeated
This is not the real world
talk it out
Sorrys exchanged
Carry battle scars
Love feels a little better
Wipes her eyes, blows her nose
Two pairs of lips makeup
2/28/2017
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017
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