Is it that you have gone away from me
or have I gone away from you?
It feels like a wall has been thrown up between us.
I agonize over why you have done this to me.
What crimes did I commit to make you hide yourself from me?
In time, it occurs to me that maybe
I imagined the wall rising up between us.
But, in doing so, I moved away
because it hurt so much to be rejected by you.
Thus have
I created the very thing that I fear most.
Did you go away? Or did I?
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