#1541

I could talk endlessly
about certain people.
I keep them safe in
my heart of hearts,
proud to broadcast
memories of them to
everyone I encounter.

And then there’s you.

When anyone brings up
the shadow of your name,
I become tense, like rock
that has been without
water for too long.

I become quiet, filled with
a blur of remorse that should have
been voiced but wasn’t. I try
not to flinch as I wait for
the pain in my hollow chest
to subside, but it forever remains,
stirring whenever my thoughts
accidentally stumble upon you.

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