I get to know pain
each time I remember you.
I am acquainted with it
again and again.
I conjure your face
and pain engulfs me.
Like live wire,
it spreads
From my chest
to my arms
To the bone
in my ankle
It burns me.
I transform into pain.
Then, I fear
I will never be the same.
Self-revealing,
I will be no longer.
I swear:
I WILL
KEEP
THINGS
SIMPLE
AND
SAFE.
Until that day…
Upon waking,
or while walking,
You creep into my thoughts
and that which embraces
Is something strange,
something unfamiliar
Something else…
(Soon, I will sigh out cynicism).
