TOXic

I hate your smile and when you try to hold my hand, I hate when you say my name with bated breath after you just threw all your things in the van. I remember when our arguments had meaning and wasn't just about meaningless sex , and pointless screaming. Why are we together if all…

Sick of this shit…

Screaming, yelling, another broken glass, Lamp on the floor and pictures smashed against the wall. I swirl my wine glass and smoke my cigarette, thinking about how we got here again, it all started one day and it just continued from there. Curse words and fist in the wall, constant fistfights, love doesn't live here…