All This Time
by Mad Poetess

Been blind, all this time. Maybe I wanted not to see, smell, taste what he did
to himself every time I left. Was it feeling trapped, or coming too close to his
truth, that made me run? Did I smell blood in the flat, and pretend it was mine?
See rope burns on his throat, or had they faded already? Can see them now, every
invisible scar, as he lies sleeping, head on Dru's lap. Mine forever, now, but
how can I make it up to him, with just this stone-blind love of mine, to give?
Is forever long enough?