Maybe this is what you want
This chaos is where you find peace.
Maybe it’s these fights you’ve grown used to
And you don’t want this to end, just not yet
Because letting go frightens you more
More than this ugly mess ever could
This screaming and shouting
These scars on your skin
Broken window panes
And that shattered bottle of champagne
Isn’t this the love you asked for?
Isn’t this the place you wanted to be?
He gives you those scars
But it’s his hands that heal you
Didn’t you want this?
These wounds love inflicted on you
Bloodstains on the floor
His breath that smells of alcohol
Your bruised wrists
His tousled hair and scratched face
Was it meant to be this way?
You know it’s not perfect, not even close to it but
Isn’t this how love is supposed to be?