Remember

Never talking

unless the emotions

are artificially

shifted.

It hurts when I know

honestly,

that I got no extra value

when you are

straight-talking

from the baseline.

.

That’s why I stopped,

halted,

shifted my position,

so as not to be

visible,

a part of,

vulnerable.

It cauterized.

.

So that’s why

when time has ripped

and shredded

past that present,

I am surprised

to see you again.

.

Remember you?

Remember me?

I’m already a frozen statue

and can’t move

forward

without cracking,

but on your side,

your own Summer has the warmth,

to pass through the cracked scars

and reheat the core.

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