A Constellation of Thoughts

insecure

I used to be small, and insecure. 

That's what you made me. 

Then i saw you. 

I saw how you laughed when i fell. 

I heard you scream through the phone. 

Telling me how much you hate me. 

I realized how insignificant you are. 

When i saw you, i cried at how you fell. 

I didn't scream through the phone, 

I told you how much i cared for you. 

I helped you.