discovery

the wounding

of that moment

it detonates

across

time

like some

forgone conclusion,

a reverie, a shockwave,

a karma which we both

had to live, unfortunately,

by the beach, on a

twisted road

you drove

away

the scars

in the heart,

the wounding

that will only heal

when you no longer

deny it, when you feel

the full tragedy of

your existence

this existence

for all of us

none of us escape

unscathed, by the wounds

of loss, and of a broken heart

in the sunshine of our dreams

which we can pull into reality,

the best that we can hope

is to love and live again

to heal, to feel

to let it in

the loss of you

the loss of me

my recovery