Them

That giggle.

That grin.

That smile.

Touching,

Laughing,

Feeling,

Kissing,

Out to get you.

You can’t run,

Can’t hide.

Every turn it comes.

Them.

They stand in front of you and show it off.

That thing you don’t have,

That you don’t want.

Yet you do.

It’s complicated.

But all the same it hurts.

The emotional pain equals

  The love of your life

  Taking a fork

  And gouging out your eyeballs.

The pain never goes away.

Always comes back around the corner

  When you least expect it.

You walk away and tell yourself

  To ignore it.

  Let it go.

But everytime you turn a corner.

They’re there.

And

Nothing

Will

Make

It

Stop.

  -C.M.