Happy Friday! I hope all is well. I've had quite a week! I'm sleep deprived to the say the least. One thing that I have experienced in my past that has been difficult for me to express is losing someone I love, whether it's through death, dissociation, or any other means. Losing an association with someone you care about is always painful. Sometimes you don't realize the loss until years later, when you crave that companionship. With that, this poem questions that wound for me in my personal life when I was younger and sorts through my feelings.

Wounded by Your Love 

When I was young,
We split up.
We lost our way; it stung

It was a slow sting
One that got worse overtime
Clinging into my skin; there are so many memories, now that I’m recollecting

That formed a wound of your love,
The memories of you walking me to school
The memories of us shooting squirt guns
The memories of us having soccer competitions
The memories of our sibling like bonding time
The memories of us smiling, and laughing
A powerful unit

I went on to a new school, and house
You stayed in the old
Following family orders

And as our families grew apart
You went on your ways, moving up and without looking back.
But, I, a little girl at heart

Who had that wound of your love
That would sometimes, disappear, and reappear
It was tough

Because, I never knew why
You never wanted to keep that relationship
There were so many times I tried,
Reaching out to you,

It’s true,
But you didn’t want to,

Keep that relationship
And that made the wound reappear
And my heart was like a wrecked ship

Wounded by your love.

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