My brain re experiences the agony

Often

The moment when I thought you had died

My agony

I’ve been too focussed on your agony

Your thin grasp on life

Your injuries

Your pain

Your loss, your grief, your anger

So when my agony floods my thoughts

I’ve misunderstood it

And tried to interpret it along with yours

But it’s mine

And knowing you’re alive as is our love

Won’t stop my brain from trying to make sense of that moment

My agony

It’s mine