Fragile Love
Because you love me,
you know when to be
patient,
gentle,
forgiving,
uplifting.
Because you love me,
you know when to take
one step back
and let me b r e a t h e.
When I thought he loved me,
I let him
pu sh
me
to my furthest limits.
I let him b re ak me.
You are careful
with my defeated pieces
as you try your best
to paste them together
with glue.
I try to be
normal,
calm,
forgetful,
but sometimes
the memories
t e a r
at my roots,
digging with a rusted shovel,
dirty, persistent hands
ripping me
from the comfort
of my current relationship.
He's stuck in my head,
but you're stuck at my side,
listening,
holding,
watching,
hopeful.
Because you love me,
you choose to stay.
And because I love you,
I trust you with my delicate pieces,
even if sometimes,
your fingers get stuck together
when you're trying to use the glue
and I have to be careful with you
too.