Dreaded Hole

Dreaded Hole

This poem is sort of a continuation of my little love affair with that cute guy I met during the science camp. Because we have been texting each other for a while and nothing more. Puppy Love. Tsk. I was fifteen then so pardon my exaggerated emotions.

Dreaded Hole

It was just some joke

That lived inside of me.

Unexpectedly, things evolved

and the joke snickered at me.

It went beyond the limits

And it’s bugging me so.

A naïve little encounter

Started it all.

Then, in my heart,

I saved a space.

A delicate space

I saved for you.

But now, I’m afraid I created that space.

It’s still a void.

Satiate it.

And save me from disappointment.

I fear

for someday,

That space would turn into a hole

That could expand.

It could grow so big

That I may conclude

It’s eating up my crimson heart,

Continuously, unceasingly.

After my heart has been sucked

By the dreaded hole,

Nothing would be left of me,

But indifference.