Something Between Love and Fear

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Dear Monica,

Everywhere it is dark.

Hiding from light,
running as if light was an enemy of the future version of itself.

I am very scared.
It’s as if the earth is dividing into two unequal halves,
with my half being the smallest, and vanishing in subtle silence.
Many things are happening, at the same time, at this very moment.

I guard my heart, only to find it broken, into split-ugly pieces.
Consolation is my only beloved now, yet I don’t have it.
I flew from it however. It fooled me once.

I have resigned my fate to you, to your love.
Why do you hurt me with your perpetual silence?

Don’t leave me to die in peace, I like war.

Kelvin Enumah 2019