Half a shadow

Am I something too repulsive
when I wake you up in the middle of the night
in my fits of loneliness

I guess it's not enough of a sacrifice
when it's about you

her

you


Am I the summer breeze that was left behind
whose cool breath
only entertained you for a moment  

I am the shadow
that the twinkle of your eyes does not light up



The bruises forming on my limbs in the darkness
are the result of your words


And yet you have the right

to forget.