Its funny.. but every poem I've read today.... I swear, they've all spun me down my own little, painful, memory lane.
This seemed painful to me. Hard to read. Like wittnessing someone who can not shake off that stubborn love. Even though it seems like the feeling has yet to be felt for you in that same stubborn way. It was like looking in the mirror as my own reflection recited the poem to me. And Im on the other side of the mirror... ready to break it.