Making Up Poem by chidiebere franklin

Making Up



I woke to the right side of my bed
He puts his hand over my mouth from the smell of my breath
I gets up
He gets up
We argue
I asked him you
He says nothing
He lays me back
I feel as though I have NO control of what's going on
He gets on top
I cry but no sounds come out
I love you he says
I love you to
What just Happened?

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