broken bones

you have broken pieces

of me


i never knew i had,


coaxed me out of hiding,


out of myself,

just long enough to realize

you were not ready

for the way
 i was already falling—


for you,

because 
those

two blue eyes

remind us that leaping

is still falling.

those words scream



and echo

as i fall alone.

 

i thought you would follow

 

but never
 thought you would not know
,

that your bones


would still ache

from the last time you feel alone.

i do not know how to

put you back together

so now my bones break apart,

too.


 

now i know you better,

know your pain


with each fracture


of what holds me together,


and that makes each break

hurt
 more.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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