You've done it again!
I worked so hard to clear you
from the corners of my mind -
two years of telling myself you
were a good friend and nothing more.
How dare you try to break back in!
You created a hole in my wall and the
past is coming back, rising to waist level
as I try to find a way to escape.
...I see them swirling past me:
the countless poems I wrote,
the gentle grazes of your hand,
the earth-shattering blue of your eyes,
the choking pull of my heart.
The flood is above my head now and
I drown in you. I stop fighting.
As long as you have mastered me now,
I'll embrace the illusion; pretend.
Pretend you can't look at me without burning.
Pretend your hands on my skin send shivers down
your spine, not just mine.
Pretend those perfect lips that I've wanted to
kiss for three years draw closer and closer.
Pretend this nightmare makes sense.
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