The first time I saw you I knew you were the one.

I don’t know how, but I just knew from the start that you were the one.

When we made that eye contact I knew you were the one.

I felt so safe and comfortable when you were around.

But all that has changed the slaps, the bruises, and the insults have changed that.

I now feel so much safer when you’re not around.

I’m now stuck with you.

You are an unwanted visitor. No matter how much I cry you just don’t care you carry on with the abuse.

Stop gender-based violence.