Hello, dear friend, you say,
bestowing what was our special greeting.
It's been a year, but I still succumb to your spell.

With good reasons, our past time together  
ended in suspicion and resentment.
I came away from it delicately gored, forming
what became my illusions of finality.

There was a time I welcomed your fiery high spiritedness.
But, inexorable time ticked away, and I wanted more.

I spent years scavenging your empty, oppressive heart.

Now, you cling so fast to me as the nights
soft breath declares its presence.

You struggle to erase my sorrow of yesterdays.

But for me, all our days of despair wash ashore.
I find myself settling in on the secret pain
you can't perceive, and will never see.