Freckles

Still, there are days
where i cant stand to look
at my reflection in the mirror.
And you know why
just as well as i know why.
See, every freckle matches yours.
your cheek looks as if my
cheek has forced
a freckle upon yours
in the exact same spot.
It's as if we were cursed
at birth to be the same.
But every line you rehearsed
proves that we will never be the same.
Like we were born
with letters
that were meant to be torn
and flipped backward.
Mine were torn of course,
i couldn't bear to tear yours
apart, because of the remorse
that would fill me for ruining
everything you knew.
Instead i let it ruin me.
I let everything i've ever
known get torn up and
flipped, so i never
feel safe from you.
I'll never be safe.
always backwards
A.A.R.
Never R.A.A.

....and i hate you for it...