do you remember the games
we used to play?
i sometimes wonder
if you reminisce
but i can
only grimace
when i was a child
i acted like a child
played like a child
wounded like a child
ran like a child
when i grew into a woman
i resolved to leave
such games
one-sided
and yet temptation’s
always there
to not play fair
we’re not children
anymore
i can’t be
who i was
before
even though i
still am
in too many ways
and i live
in the grays
between knowing
where is black
and what’s white
sometimes i
imagine you
and i onto
another situation
of two people
who went nowhere
in a big way
when i stand
in her shadow
i wonder how i
could ever have
been so
carelessly cruel
but then our stories
aren’t entirely
the same
maybe i can’t
forget
what you said
in answer to
all i refused
to say
but the sting’s
gone away
still
the memory lingers
touche?
find someone else
to play
