The intention

I lick the blade that you prepared to wound me with

I took it whilst you slept

I know you intended to kill me in the morning as I sleep

But I saw through you and took your knife

I sit over you, watching you sleep

You have no idea I have this knife

You sought to take my life

I look at you sleeping in yours

Peaceful

Like deathly sleep

As you intended this knife to be to me

My sleeping pill

Though I hold this knife, I mean you no ill

I know your intention

I knew your plan

I take the knife and place it back in the drawer in the kitchen

I leave a note on my pillow as I leave

I know your plan

Hate me when I thought you loved me

You didn’t need to kill me

I would gladly go

If I have caused you any pain or woe

Goodbye my love

I forgive you