Do not attempt to resurrect abolished emotions
Or tales of a love that we once shared
Moments in time where you made me laugh
And rare occasions where I caused you to flush
Bright pink like the shade of my insides
Delicate areas which you once attended to
Filled up with your wholesome
Don’t be the reason I rediscover our memories
Long forgotten inside jokes
Phrases familiar only to us both
There’s nicknames and subtle shade
Recipes and familiar scents
Do not come here and open up the flood gates to the back of my head
A place where I stuff experiences I would love to forget.
A.
Akunna Ezekwem 