DON’T NEED TO KNOW

I thought I would expire from Not Knowing, yet
My need to understand died with my feelings.
I made myself smaller, so you wouldn’t be afraid.
Then, I kept my door open for you way too long, subjecting myself to severe infection, hypothermia, and hyperthermia.
I nearly died from exposure.
Now, the door is so sealed shut, I couldn’t find those feelings again if my life depended on it.
There’s simply no ingress for your size and shape,
Only and In particular YOURS,
But perfectly suited to the size and shape of OTHERS.
So thank you for THAT, at least.