I wanted to reach out and take the hand you held towards me,
But my arms felt so comfortable at my sides.
And you were always dreaming of bigger things,
With your mind in the clouds.
I was afraid I would bring you down.
"It doesn't matter how strong you think you are.
I'm so high up.
I don't know how to fall."
But I just couldn't shake the feeling that I might just be strong enough.
That maybe I would pull you into me,
And we'd both be left drowning.
"It will be okay.
We've made it this far."
But you didn't understand.
I couldn't let you be the one left picking up the pieces of my heart.
Because their edges were too sharp,
And the thought of you bleeding, while still trying to fix me.
My dear I'm just too broken,
I don't want to take you with me.
YOU ARE READING
Ghosts We Once Knew
Poesia"She was bleeding, she was breathing, she was beautiful."
