Mini Brain Dumps

You round a corner and I jump or cower
A taste of fear, bracing for a strike of power
But you’re not him
And he is not you
Yet my heart still trembles, the past’s shadow in view

You smile gently, call my face a delight,
Hold open doors, a true diplomat in sight.
But you’re not him,
And he is not you,
Still, the mirror reflects the voice I once knew.

In my dreams, shadows often linger,
Whispers of the past with a ghostly finger
But you’re not him
And he is not you
Still, my heart’s reflexes, they cling to what’s through

You speak in tones that heal and mend,
Yet my mind often seeks to try and defend.
But you’re not him
And he is not you,
Still, I flinch at kindness, my wounds misconstrued.

I seek solace in your gentle embrace,
Yet, my fears often cloud my grace.
You’re not him,
And he is not you,
But the echoes of the past still shape what’s true.