i want you to see me
grounding and inspiring, my heart has not been the same
since we last exchanged
laughs, words, dreams and thoughts
still longing for what i thought we were – ought
to be and meant to be
more than memory
i can feel your pull from so far away
never feeling your touch, i wish you had stayed.
yet you tried to fight for me while telling me to go
you had no time to communicate
with someone whose words came too slow.
i felt so inadequate.
lacking the the words and phrases
to articulate all my moons waves and phases.
yet where you are is where you should be.
i fear that i could never be…
enough.
although i want so much
am i digging in the dirt?
scavenging for scraps
when i should tend to my own garden
sew my own patch
work-ing on me
with words i release this anxiety
that feels it would ease
if you could just see
me.
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