A Letter To My Knees

There's a reason why,
why I quit wearing jeans with holes for rips in the knees.
I thought that everytime I covered my knees,
protected them from the cold,
they'd be in love with me for just a little bit longer,
I hope that they don't leave.
I thought that they wouldn't leave if I showed them,
just how bad I want to keep them apart of me.

Listen, Knees, I know it hurts,
the way you're constantly supporting me.
And I know that you ache sometimes
with the world shaking beneath our feet,
it hurts to move, stand, dance, and breathe.
I know you feel like giving up.
This is me, saying thank you,
for not giving up yet,
for decdiding not to leave.
So thank you,
So much.
Sincerely,
Me.
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