I Need Bruises Not Strings

don’t
don’t kiss my forehead
don’t try to hold my hand
don’t apologize for anything. ever.
don’t pull my chair out at the dinner table
don’t open any doors for me
don’t try to pay the bill
don’t let me put my feet on the dash
don’t ask me how my day was
don’t try to comfort me
don’t introduce me to your parents
don’t try to get to know me
don’t count the days since we first met
don’t call me when you get home safe
don’t even make it home safe