Geometrical tragedy

Here.
I'm closing my eyes.
I'm walking blind for you.
I'm not even looking both ways.
Now show me something new.
Show me what the laws of momentum feel like.

Here.
I'm closing my mouth.
I won't speak.
I won't even make a sound.
Now tell me something new.
Tell me how I'm supposed to feel.

Here.
I'm letting go.
I'm letting you teach me.
I won't even protect myself.
Now touch me somewhere new.
Hurt me somewhere different.

Wait.
I've been here before.

I should know this by now.
I should know that
the tragedy of a circle
is that just before it ends
it forgets where it all began.
Here.