Sunday Short: The Shade
By Sarah Cate Anstey, May 21 2017 07:10AM
Was it you, N, hidden in this man I loved?
A different name, face, place.
But was it you, all along, pulling the strings?
Making me fall in love with another,
To fall for your tricks again?
Am I destined, N, to keep returning to you?
The further I travel, the more I stay.
Is there a pattern in people?
A cycle, kept hidden, that needs to break,
A code I need to crack?
Was it you, N, returning to finish the job
You started all those years ago?
Whatever appearance your form takes,
In time, the disguise always wears thin.
The more I recover; the easier it becomes.
© Sarah Catherine Anstey 2017