The reason why I write
Is when I am hurt
At that moment
Or for a long time

The reason why I'm hurt
Is when I am left
By my friend
Or a lover of mine

And when I'm hurt
I can't help but write
A number of poems
And their name in acrostic

And when it's written
They disappear entirely
From my heart
From my life

This is the curse of my writing
I have written several about you
And now I'm afraid
That I might lose you