A few days ago, I had thought about leaving you. I didn't want you to leave me, so with all the cowardice, I decided to tell you that your departure wouldn't change anything in what each of us holds for the other. I cried at that time, feeling the heat, feeling like I was suffocating. I was also agitated, my body releasing all its fluids. Then, I didn't consider being with another man as I had done after previous separations. I lived the days that followed that moment as a new chapter with you, in your absence and constant presence, as if nothing had changed in either phase, whether we were together or not.
I now have a new memory and a different pleasure that I discovered in your presence.
"We walk together towards beautiful images." What I did was foolish, yes. What I will tell you in the coming days if we continue our journey together in these repeated lives will be even more foolish, I know, but it won't change anything. What resides within me is stronger, deeper, and much more beautiful.
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Taste Of Anger
PoetryI choose anger instead of sorrow I prefer madness over sadness I never want to be a victim. cover © : SIILDA
