You strike his cheek.
And he turns the other.
So you strike that one too.
You feel so smug.
So strong.
You are the best.
He is just weak.
He only makes excuses.
But let me warn you.
The only thing you strike.
Is his pride.
And pride is like a rubber band.
If you stretch it to its limit.
It will snap back.
It will inflict more pain than it was given.
So, be wary.
For if there is no cheek to turn.
He will turn on you.