I miss you

I don't like it

 I think about you often and smile 

I don't like it 

I feel vulnerable 

skinless 

walking around 

exposed flesh

An earthworm caught

on the driveway after a storm

I survived the night 

but now I'm stuck 

on the sun soaked blacktop 

I slowly cook like a lobster 

in boiling water 

oblivious to the danger 

until it's too late

I don't recognize myself... 

Skinless and smitten 

exposed to the elements 

I don't like it 

My mind is playing tricks on me

This love 

has infested my white matter 

it's become intertwined 

like an intricate web 

my signals are crossed 

sometimes completely lost 

Love imposes 

it's opinions 

on my rational thoughts 

as if it knows best

Love 

this disease 

you gave to me

I don't want it.

Take it away! 

Let me recover 

before it's too late

when too much damage is done 

Give me a chance 

to get out of the sun

Before it burns all my flesh 

I'll be more than just skinless

Just a pile of bones 

not even a coffin 

to call my home