closure

so close: i was so close to the edge
i was so tired of being stuck
so i jumped.
i felt something stop me--
a quick jolt backwards. however,
i wished it was the warm feeling
your soul gives mine when you
hold my hand, but it wasn't.
as i slowly stopped breathing,
i saw you and your big brown
eyes. you cut the rope and pulled
me back up. you've always been
here to save me. you stopped me
from hurting myself and for that
i forever owe you my heart, but
it's useless now. no longer beating,
it's six feet underground. the feel
of the rope reminded me of your
breath across my neck. you pulled
up my shirt, displaying my scars for
all to see. you ran your fingertips
across them, kissing up my side.
you kissed my chest and made me
beg you not to stop. i called out
your name while i was hanging
there. i waited for you to rescue
me. you never showed. you gave
me exactly what i needed: closure.

This poem is about: 
Me

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