She thought it was intuition

She thought she was feeling another person again

Maybe it was the first somehow interfering

Different faces

Different situations

Similar sensations- not identical

Now there’s hurt that can’t be undone

Confusion and sorrow

If it wasn’t another new situation

How did it happen?

Can the dead mess with the living

Or is it craziness

It’s unknown

Causing yet another withdrawal

There is no truth

Only people wanting love

An alignment gone wrong

Horribly wrong

Yet again someone half open

Not hers to have

Despite feeling otherwise

How does one become a monk when there’s a whole family to be responsible for

How does one shut off desire so it never happens again