Oh, You Go Sailing

Stitches

I miss feeling special and loved
I miss walking into a room and feeling like someone was waiting there just for me.
I miss being seen
Someone asking me if I have eaten or how my day went
I don't think I'll ever have that again.
I did everything you asked.
If I'm not perfect, you're not happy.
You want to push me away. So I'll go.
My biggest fear is that you'd be fine with that.
I think you would be.
I'm scared to ask too many questions
To take up too much space
I'm only safe on the shelf that you put me.
I want to show you all the stitches on my heart
But you'll find joy in ripping them out one by one.