the pearl.

I lived in shadows, cold and small, Then you were the name I'd always recall. You planted a pearl deep inside my mind, I turn it over night after night. But I'm still the one who can’t fall asleep — Not you. You’re not the one who weeps. I wished you'd feel the ache, Cry through the nights like your heart might break. But no — I don’t wish you harm, it’s true. I just want you to hurt like I do. -poem by I.M.A.