Sigh

 In high school we learned about viruses, and how their structure makes them so hard to study. I admired their skill, the ability to change shape just before their code is cracked. How badly I want to be that chameleon, Guarded with the defense to keep poisonous invaders out.    - H  May 24, 2023 & August 22, 2024

 I laid my bones bare, Soul completely deprived of modesty, Leaving my naked skin seeming comparatively prude. All for a person  That isn't mine. - H August 22, 2024

 I remember years ago Sitting on your mother's couch  Talking to the matriarchs of your family.  I remember your mother telling me about high school sweethearts  And how years after they broke up, Marriages and children later, How their paths found each other once again, And how your grandma's eyes lit up With hope for that path. And now nearly a decade later, I am married to a man that isn't you, With a child that is not yours  And it has just hit me how  Secretly  I still wish that road might cross my path.  - H August 1, 2024 I fear I may have to take this one to my grave.