Mirror Fire - a poem

Hey,

I'm not mad anymore.

What was I thinking

As if love actually

Keeps score.

The fever passed.

Odd.

It felt so intense

at the time.

Now. it doesn't make sense.

I remember when:

                     My emotions blistered

                                .......whatever that was,

.                                     .......that thing that you did.

                                            ..........or was it something you said.

                                     Well, whatever you or I did

                                     To me, it is buried

                                    And dead.

So, now is now and then was then.

What do you think?

Can we be together again?

Hey,

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I'm not mad anymore.