Michelle

My body weakens
Every time I recognize fear in your eyes.
You soften my insistence for strength,
And deaden my desire of regrets.
Do not get deceived next time.
Again, I will not cry.
You,
Never talk of the moments I caused you pain,
or the self I forced you to bury.
You cry and weep and whisper me always
That life can and will go back
For us two.
Yes, life will, one day go back, for you and I…
It will go back to the days I hadn't sold my body,
the days you hadn't infected your soul,
the days we were young…
It’s an illusion:
Calling everyone to see that
behind this idyllic facade we both adopted
there is a deep love, as pure as yourself…