SECRETS

PRELUDE
It is only now, a year later that it seems significant, perhaps the only sign I was ever given of what was happening all around me. Why?? Why did it all happen to me? Was it really love or lies, a pack of lies.
For days afterwards, I still thought about him.WHY?His scent lingered in me. Today I saw him again. And once again- for the last time, I hope. It's a contradiction, I do realize. But never have love and hate been so close, so complicit, so deep inside me.