Flowers pressed in my bible

I can run
and I can debate with everyone who calls me out
and I can try to forget

and I can hide the secrets
and the flowers I pressed in my bible
and try to replace

and I can ignore
and bury my cryptic poetry in the box under my bed
and try not to dream about

But I can't deny
and trick myself into thinking that I have healed
and that I have fallen out of love with
you

-2008