every day it’s like my chest gets tighter
and your hands around my neck get tighter
and I can’t breathe anymore.
you place your hands in some delicate way
so that everyone around thinks it’s a mere gesture
but your finger nails are digging in deeper
everyone smiles at you,
and what worries me the most is that
sometimes I do too
down to the ground I fall,
finally running out of breath
and still, your hands remain.