An Argument

As she shouts and swears at me
Spit fly’s from her ever re-opening mouth.
I stand with a blank expression and despise every drop that lands upon my loose cheeks.
I begin to smile because I know it will annoy her,
She grabs me by the collar and pulls me closer.

Do you think she is alright?

I stare unflinchingly into her eyes.
Soon she looks away,
Soon she walks away,
Soon I hear her sobs.
I despise every drop which falls from her eye onto the fresh white linen.
I begin to cry because I feel her pain,
I go to her and hug her.