the night before last
I had a dream
that you had fallen
into a pit of everything you feared
and it brought a slight smile to my face.

today
I understood that you never
fully understood me.

and perhaps it's not fair of me
to hide under this blanket. statement.
of the sentiments
you tried to hold secret
behind your back, like boiling water

but the burns gave you away.

and being caught red handed
casts the wrong kind of light
on you

I'm still trying to make sense of the skin
you peeled from my chest
when you dug out my heart
in the name of
"just checking…"

and I let you

not because I trusted you
but because my 10ft pole
was twenty feet away.