Anamnesis Poem by Mycho Jamil

On the spur of the moment,
my heart shivers at the sight of you.
The instant our eyes met
was like the sliver of a waxing moon.
A heartrending pain arises within my chest—
a profound longing equal to a thousand words,
deprived of the satiation of your allure.

It has been a while
since I have been graced
by your mundane beauty.

Why is it that the more I avoid you,
the more I am drawn to you?
Why is it that the more I try to forget you,
the more I grow fonder of you?

My heart remains perpetually conflicted—
for the heart is fickle,
longing for something vaster to no end;
a heart is but a heavy burden.

As I reminisce the moments of our past,
I sometimes think of how I have taken
the days I spent with you for granted.
I am forever torn apart by remorse and agony,
never able to bring back what we used to be.

You put me between the realm of bliss and misery,
but I am never sated of the sight of you.
I lose who I am and become part of you,
as you dye every part of me in your colors.