Yin, Yang and the other

The day I'm referring to is a birthday. Yours.



"I had to learn how to live with distance.
I had to learn so much, little did I know.

The first day meant absence.
You never called, I could not reach you.
Things have not be that different since.

The first day also meant pain.
You were away, I was counting tears.
None was our fault, no complaint.

After the good days, punishment was inflicted.
After a good day, feelings were neglected.

On someone's birthday, our day one was our last.
We we still to find our balance."

- in "Yin, Yang and the other", by Hyug Badox