Why did you come into his home?
The door unlocked without a key.
He thought his heart was set in stone,
But you brought back calamity.
He wasn’t looking for your face;
He’d learned to keep the shadows wide.
And standing there, you broke the space
Where silent ghosts of pain reside.
You rushed like wind into his dream,
Like life into a sleeping tomb.
So harsh, so brutal, so extreme—
This room became a sense of doom.
His spirit’s never been that frail;
He’s just forgotten how it burns.
But seeing you, he told the tale
Of old mistakes with no returns.
Why did you come? Just tell me why—
To watch the careful healing break?
Some scars are meant to stay bone-dry…
You shouldn’t have come back for ache’s sake.
Lost love
© Copyright: Лика Мединская, 2017
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