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Old Scars
Always re-show themselves when
times are hardest to look back at them.
The Black-haired,
Green-eyed person
The one who I called "Traitor"
Has decided to return and show his face.
....
There are many things about me that he doesn't know, now.
After 4 years, he and I have become strangers again.
And my stomach twists, not because of emotion,
not hate, nor love,
but of anxiety and worry
because of the rush of memories that I can't stand to bear.
He has found his true love.
And I have found mine.
But the scars we left on one another will always show why
We distrust and hide
We steal and cry.

I know what's occurred
in the long while he's been gone.
Of course, as you know
I don't really care.
That promise was far, and long mutually broken.

I have a deeply-rooted love.
And yes, I know what I mean.
Love.
Someone I care for, respect deeply.
Someone that is the object of my affection,
but also is my best friend,
but also is my rival,
but also is the one to
hold me back when I push things a bit too far.

So I have no ill will. Just know that.
So welcome back.
My new friend.