The red sets in again, covering me in waves. I'm filled with anger...then grief...then back to the cold, gripping hands of anger. Where did you go? Why did you leave? A voice cries out in search of answers. But it's not mine, at least not as I know it now. It is softer, puzzled and curious, Overburdened by emotions that can't be tamed. A feeling of adolescence has filled me. Once repressed, or so I thought, but back again. In a matter of moments time shifts and I am me again; Matured and holding no blame. The anger subsides and an emptiness, hollow and dull, takes its place. I've become a Gemini; two identities living in one body. One young and green, yet striped with red. The other, older and wiser, still searching for you and the answers that may fill the hollow you left. But you were the Gemini And I'm left to reconcile that part of you that you passed on to me.