Our Eternal Return

The memories start coming back

Like little flashes of light

A small glimpse here

A tender moment there

But when one flash happens

It all comes back

Like a kaleidoscope

The memories

Are all intertwined

Meshed together

In no particular order

Non-linearly

Physically speaking

I remember one moment

And then a million more

But then remember

Our time was cut short

We couldn’t have had a million

But maybe we did?

In conjunction

With our other lives?

Am I just carrying

The grief and the heartbreak

Of all of the lives

That we have had together?

Does it always end

Tragically this way?

Is this our karma?

Our eternal loop

Of recurrence?

Am I lost within the labyrinth?

Or have I fallen into a blackhole?

Is this what insanity feels like?

Sad and confused

Hopeless and heartbroken

Wanting to rewrite the story

But knowing that

There could have never been

Another story.

~Christina Snitko