The Dam Breaking

How is it

that I still think of you?

Why do I want you to reach out?

Why do I care?

Why after all this pain,

and bullshit,

do I still forgive you?

And still love you?

It’s not worth

the energy anymore.

Then I see a photo of you,

and it floods my heart.

The dam breaks open.

So now I spend my time,

repairing the dam,

because I know your echo,

will break it again.