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Dichotomy
Hot steam bursting out
Like the blast of a train whistle
Screaming
It’s vibration like a solid object
Pierces my chest
Truth erupting so unexpectedly
Bravely
It startles my heart
Making the room around me sway
A contrasting depth to her typical levity
Sharply interrupting her cultivated air of “living in the moment”
Of taking now and paying later
Of the invincibility of youth
I stare past the walls of whatever space confining me
In awe
In disbelief that any intelligence could bear to support the weight of that humiliation
Written with her own hand
Spoken from her own lips
A beauty that can only come from one who has the courage to face her own hideous reflection.
A strength I wonder if I’ll ever be able to match in my lifetime.
This girl continues to captivate and elude
Despite the passage of many months
My words laid carefully out
Tentatively
Gently
Guarding against my impulse for
Coldness
Harshness
In hopes to know
What can never be known:
To truly know a person
And what they really mean
And to dream that they might know me too
