
I often play a game of hide and seek with my heart
I will turn my back
Count to seemingly infinity
When I open my eyes it is ii where to be found
I will wonder
Playfully looking
As if I’m searching for it but and really
Coifully overturning rocks
Cheekily checking behind doors
In a single song way calling out,
“Come out, come out wherever you are!”
Grinning as if I have the upper hand
Then overtime the smirk silently sliding from my face
Replaced with furrowed brow
And Botox like like stare into the void
Realizing I haven’t the faintest idea where I left it
Where I last saw it
Have you seen it
Please — have you?
Would you tell me if you did
The last time I did
I think I was a kid
20 some odd years ago
I buried it in the sand
Only digging it up to place it in the wrong hands
And then burry it again
This space in my chest has not thumped and pumped announce of ligh through theses veins
Since I don’t know when
Shhhh….
Can you hear it
There is a murmur somewhere out there
And I know it is looking for me
Maybe still humming with hope
Despite all the abandonment
Maybe
Shhhh…
Please
I can handle it
I Can Handle It
I CAN HANDLE IT
My love please
If you could just push some passion back into these veins
I promise to never leave
No more disassociating
No more putting you down
And walking away
I won’t bury you in the dirt no more
Stay —
Please
Reveal yourself to me
I’m still looking for you
Every. Single. Day.

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