(An A to Z Challenge entry)
They say you’ll make my heart grow fonder.
But what if I am trying to forget you?
Instead, you invade my nostrils
like a wet sock left in the backseat of my car during summer’s heat.
You wrack my brain, attacking my thoughts.
Why must I suffer in order to survive?
You are my greatest annoyance,
like my little brother asking me “why?” every two minutes.
So I decide to quit you, finally.
My actions overwhelm your deafening silence.
And then one day, several months after our departure,
I realize just how much you affected me.
Getting back into the swing of writing and poetry. This was rough. I hope B-Z strike more creativity from me.