You asked for this



Claudia Rose

6/20/20231 min read

flowers beside yellow wall
flowers beside yellow wall

He pours me another glass of wine with hope that I’ll spread for redundancy

You treated every inch of my body like a continent to be discovered

He’s white picket fences, bourbon and anger

I’m cowering in the shower watching him scream through the glass door.

You would never do this to me.

But he kisses me good morning the same way you kissed me goodbye

I asked for this. I wanted this.

I want everything I asked for.