Tell me what happened between you two. Tell me what she did to you. These wounds that are healing, or that I have reopened. Tell me, what did she do to have left you in pieces more than two. Why do you shut down? Why does your warmth freeze to ice? Why do eyes turn to indifference? Why do we no longer entice? Tell me why apologies and behavior are playing cat and mouse. Why you wear the mask of redundancy. Why you come and leave like a wave at sea. Except there is expectancy in waves. Tell me why you pull away, why you guard like I am hazard. Why my tries of remedy are only trashed and tattered. I want to hug the hurt out of you. To kiss it away. To guard you from the pain and dismay that loses, wins and plays with your mind day by day. But instead I am shut out. Like an avalanche that falls upon me. Your silence is the snow. Your reasoning, gravity. My calls for help are second guessed for I do not want to scream misfortune onto my chest. So we have silence. We have an ending. You have walked us to the finish line and crossed it before me. Yet we are both still out of breath. We are both still heaving. I reminisce on all that played out. But nostalgia does not treat. Yet it is all I have to heal with. It is all you have given me. - nicole territo
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