It has happened to 

A friend of a friend

Of a sister or a brother

To mothers. To fathers.

To you.

It's the slaps; the hits

That scream: I love you

It's the kisses or hands that choke:

Don't leave me

It's the words that bite

The bruises that fade

It's the broken promises

Scratching over each other

Like records too ruined

To remember their worth.