THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE
This is almost a moment I don't want to commit to writing down. I don't want to give it anymore weight than it already has, I don't want to make it last any longer.
I wait until the others leave the room. I am so upset I am actually shaking. I think you are surprised by this, and I am to. I don't raise my voice, I don't swear, I don't make a scene.
My voice wavers when I do speak.
'Never do that in front of me ever again,' I say, and you nod your head, you say okay.
I make you promise. Promise. Promise me.
I don't know what I did to you when I said this, I don't know what you think, I don't know what you think of me.