Borders

Photo by Anfisa Eremina

I still remember the beginning of us.

It has echoed through me like some old tale.

I know you and I know us like I know my own shadow,

And I know that your coffin is missing one nail.

Maybe it was our little dance that got me,

Maybe the peace you brought swept me away.

I have showed you every angle I have,

And I feel scared every time you choose to stay.

Three borders keep us in different time zones,

But I hope that one day I will tear them down.

My shattered pride tells me that I am failing.

I do not know what to say when you drown.

Still, I remember the beginning of us,

And it replays in my head until I feel nauseous.

I know you, but maybe I just know myself.

These walls I build tell me I should be cautious.

-Jackie