My Mask

 Its been a while,

most of the time I cant force myself to write anything.

instead all these thoughts, ideas, memories, and you come to mind.

When its you....

I don't like to talk about you,

I sometimes forget why we even stopped being an us.

I get dressed, tie my shoes, grab my mask and head out.

Maybe I need a drive, maybe i just need to pick some veggies from the store?

I don't know.

Then its like my heart senses you near.

I grab my things and head to leave.

As soon as I turn the corner there you are.

Staring into my eyes, like you know its me.

I cant hide behind this mask.

I wonder if you want to say something,

I pushed you away for all these years and yet I still hold on.

My heart is racing, staring into your brown eyes.

Your mask doesn't hide you very well either.

As you walk past my heart seems to quicken,

no longer one beat per minute.

Quicken because you are gone, out of sight.

I grab my things and rush out of the door.

I stand beside my car, looking at my reflection,

thinking is this what I look like?

Why do you do this to me?