Hurt me

I know you were sent to kill me. 

I just want to know why you didn’t do it.

I want to know your plan. 

Kill me with love. 

Kill me with kindness. 

Kill me with words of hate and spite. 

What was it?

How were you going to do it?

If it was love, I would not fall for it. 

If it was kindness, thats uncharacteristic for you. 

If it was words…your words never hurt me anyway. 

I see you coming now. Half smile on your lips. 

In your hand something shiny, a knife ?

I see the tip…..

I’m not going to run though. 

I’m not scared of you. 

Keep on coming towards me. 

I`ll show what I can do.