grenade

i have the ability to cause mini explosions

brought about by feelings that i thought were long gone

like a small hand grenade

i was lit up — brought to life by your smile, your presence

i was thrown in the air — felt like i was flying at the touch of your hand

and the moment i hit the ground again,

i exploded — with every feeling and memory coming right before me

but unlike a grenade,

all the pain is coming off in the softest way possible

and the only casualty, however, was me

Published by

Mikaela Chu

Writer | Based in Manila, PH