He would yell,

Then he would say it was my fault,

and then say he is sorry.

I would say nothing,

Sometimes say forget it.

Then now…

being far away

I miss being in turmoil,

Thinking I had no where to go, I felt stuck…

but that wasn’t true.

I am not alone, with or without him.

Then again…

I wish it to be different,

If I were ever to return,

No more immature behavior.

There is much to learn from:

Love without expecting,

& you will get much more…