you were giving your husband the silent treatment after an argument.

it's being hours and you manage to not utter a word to him.

you were in the kitchen, heating up your food from last night's dinner when you hear him walk up behind you.

he holds your waist, "I did all the chores and I took out the trash, what else can I do?"

he spins you around and you brush him off, "stop, don't touch me"

his eyes soften, "you don't understand, I can't just stop"

he rests his head in the crook on your neck, trapping you against the counter.

"just acknowledge me ma, I'm begging you"