I Close My Eyes

I Close My Eyes

My eyes are curtains.

I close them to keep you out.

You are in my thoughts like smoke,

a slow poison,

curling around my mind.

Every memory burns softly,

like a candle lit for the dead,

and I cannot tell if I mourn you,

or the person I was before you came.

When I close my eyes,

the room folds in on itself,

and I am trapped,

trapped in that same moment,

the one where you said nothing,

and silence became your weapon.

I hear it still.

It hums in my blood like a broken song,

a reminder that love can be gentle

and still destroy everything it touches.