she's still there

on my

hands and knees

i bend

over and look under

the bed.

she's still there,

curled in a ball,

weeping.

i ask her

if she's hungry, or

thirsty,

does she need another

pillow

to rest her head.

she says no,

i'm fine.

please, leave me alone.

okay?

i want to be alone.

fine, i tell her.

fine.

i have to go to work

now,

but have a good

day, please

try and get some rest.