The awakening

[uniquetobeme]

Kaleidoscope

I studied the foundations of interpersonal communication.
I am aware of the intricate processes playing on secretly.
Each partner unaware of the sensitivity and
constant eye transfixed on the scale of
check and balance that keep a pair
together or entices on to leave.

She was showering when I heard a chuckle and then my name.
She smirks, proceeds to fan it all out, proud as a peacock’s tail.
“It’s a case of the shoemaker’s kids who have no shoes.”

I respond, eerily calm in the tedious moments
preceding a squall, “I feel like I am
being blamed.”

She postures and readies her reply, “That’s it. I quit.”
The air grew thick and solidified.

I spend the remaining afternoon researching
attachment styles, Myers-Briggs, and
relationship repair.

I witnessed the heart stopping wreck that totaled this car.
I felt the impact and the sting as the shards impaled me.

I frantically gather shattered glass, struggle to
glue the pieces back; yet all that remains
visible is a fractured image
multiplying this disjointed
skyline, mirroring
over and over,
the impetus
branding
my mind.

-Rebecca Stone