people rest in circles
layers and layers
the smallest circle
contains only one person
and then the second smallest
contains only one
the third
has two or three
and so on
i put people in circles
(and they're always changing spots)
because it's easy to say who i like better
and who's closer to me
but the circles are the layers of my heart
it hurts to sew someone into the fabric
and it hurts equally to peel them off
