long dead and best forgotten

[ellajam]

I'm not sure what I'm missing. I've gone a long way for life's long, love's harsh, desire lives in us til we die whether we deal with it or not. I'd like to see you figure out what you want to say and say it, I don't get what so many details add. Do you need academia to say she's a student, does it matter if she is or isn't?

I found this interesting:

Now, when I look into my mind
you are there looking back at me:
a questioning look upon your face,
and the frightening thing is when I see you there
you do not seem at all out of place.

and maybe this without the echoes:

So now what is this, I know you are not for me.
Why then do you caress my arm when we meet,
and seemingly search out my eyes so desperately,
birthing love that should not be—begotten—
stirring up passion’s haunted echoes
from a life long dead and best forgotten!

Just a few reads, maybe something will hit me, I don't know.