Phone calls when he’s not here, I wish you were near. I send gifts from far away hoping they brighten your day.  I have to delete each text fearing what happens next if he does find out the love we’re about.  Sounds like a lie— if he knows, I’ll die. His threat is true, I’d never deceive you.  Your words are kind, and comfort my mind. Our love gives me life amidst all the strife.  His insults break me, but he doesn’t see. That’s why your touch means so much.  Fight or fl
