Do you hear that?

That's the sound of heart beating...

Do you hear that?

That's the sound of heart beating.

It was the first day of October. I was wearing my , you know the one I bought at Dillard's? The one with a hem and in the ends of the sleeves that I could poke my through when it was but I didn't feel like wearing gloves? It was the same sweater you said made my eyes look like reflections of the

You promised to love me forever that night...

and boy

did you

It was the first day of December this time. I was wearing my , you know the one I bought at Dillard's? The one with a hem and in the ends of the sleeves that I could poke my through when it was but I didn't feel like wearing gloves? It was the same sweater you said made my eyes look like reflections of the .

I told you I was three weeks late.

You said it was .

You promised to love me that night...

and boy

did you

It was the first day of May. I was wearing my , although this time the double stitched hem was worn and the strength of each thread tested as they were pulled tight against my . You know the one. The same one I bought at Dillard's? The one with in the ends of the sleeves that I could poke my through when it was but I didn't feel like wearing gloves? It was the same sweater you said made my eyes look like reflections of the .

The SAME sweater you off of my body as you shoved me to the floor,

calling me a whore,

telling me

you love me

anymore.

Do you hear that?

That's the sound of heart beating.

Do you hear that?

That's the sound of heart beating.

Do you hear that?

Of course you don't. That's the of my womb.

Because you