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I almost expected bruises to form

                On my shoulder, where you held me back

                On my collarbone, where you shoved me away

                On my wrist, on my hand, where you pulled me away

I felt as if there should be burns

                On my palms, on my fingers, where I wouldn’t let go

                On my throat, where you pushed me down

But you would never use that kind of force.

Even in your anger, your rage, your acceptance of the end

You used only enough force to move me

                It didn’t take much, I was weak with emotion

I wouldn’t, couldn’t, let you go

                Despite the anger

                                Despite the arguments

                                                Despite the logic, the cold acceptance

                In spite of your willingness to leave

I held on, I made you stay.

    I wouldn’t let you leave, with your knife, your pills

Your willingness to end it all.

                I looked for the bruises, the next morning,

But they never formed, not physically at least.

It hurts, where you pushed me away.

I will flinch, if someone puts their hand to my neck.

Small pains like that are well worth it,

                You are still here.