They remind me I'm breakable.
That I had ten months of allergies and
occasional fever because
you and I had an argument once,
that I couldn't smile for weeks,
that I couldn't smile for weeks,
that I lost a language because
after you leaving
why would I ever speak again,
who would I talk to?
who would I talk to?
That I fell down twice and
sprained one foot at a time
in forty days last year,
sprained one foot at a time
in forty days last year,
because you're in town,
and it's just a matter of hours.
We attract each other, they say.
They fear for me, my comrades.
and it's just a matter of hours.
We attract each other, they say.
They fear for me, my comrades.
I must, then, be one of your comrades. I fear for those who feel so deeply that their emotions take a physical toll. Perhaps because I have been one such myself...
ReplyDeleteWe all have weaknesses and our comrades, if they are good ones, easily help us hide those flaws. At least mine do.
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