the silence was shattered, literally by the shards of glass falling to the ground in disarray.
the ferocity with which the cup hit the wall reflected all the rage and tension that hung in the air.
we both stood rooted to the ground
unblinking unflinching
i felt strangely callm
a tinge of fear
but really it was this cold rage coursing through my veins.
on hindsight, it was not your outburst that frightened me but my own.
i was amazed at how much contempt and hate i could hold for someone i loved so much.

you turned around and slammed the door resoundedly shut
as the sound ecohed throughout the house
my eyes stayed fixed on the closed door
momentarily before once again it was obligatory to chase after you.
it wasnt the need to appease.
i was already far beyond caring.
i simply needed to know why.