It’s funny how I’ve missed you lately
Like…
I’m drunk in old memories.
Damn beautiful memories:
Hands, hugs,
mornings, nights,
moonlights,
your eyes.
By my bare hands, those I murdered
now against the rust
came like a fever:
Haunted.
Relentless.
Damn! This I hatred.
“With you, why am I so helpless?”