Never Forget

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It never really goes away, does it?

Some mornings I wake up and forget

for a little while

But sooner or later

the skipped heartbeat comes

and with it, the realization

that nothing has changed.

Constant companion

never invited but

arrived with suitcases nonetheless

establishing squatter's rights in the bloodstream.

We lie down at night;

it is the space between us.

We hold hands in the sunlight;

it is the shadow overhead.

We float in the ocean;

it is the undertow that pulls us out to sea.

We are never alone now

It is with us always,

lurking like a lie,

waiting to come crashing down

Crushing

us.

submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Sunday Mini Challenge, Claribel Alegria