claustrophobic

sometimes claustrophobia isn’t about physical space, but it’s about people

you always knew
that i was scared of small spaces.
you act like you don’t remember
but you do
i know you remember.
you spit out the word
“ claustrophobic ”
like it’s the bitter end of cranberry juice
leaving it stained on the bathroom tile.
now all i can see
in this dark house
is everything you said i shouldn’t be afraid of.
�" like small spaces, like you �"

can i forgive you ?
no
should i forgive you ?
maybe
am i still afraid of you ?
always