Some people when they go away
inside us leave traces of them
hollow knotted spaces of memories
that we try to shut off
stuffing them in locked vaults
thinking we don’t need them at all
even they didn’t bother to look back
or so we think,
till the memories come roaring back
a painfully paralyzing rush
ridding the illusions
of ever having forgotten them
But these are crosses we bear
for giving where none was asked
for hoping things would last
for friendships offered and turned down
some burdens are custom made
for just being the person we are


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