breathe
you always told me i was
"emotionally thrifty"
that I should open up,
let you in for once
but I'm not very in touch
with my emotions
and I think that bothered you,
but you were the closest I ever got.
you didn't realize that I did
every day,
imbedded pieces of myself
in you just so you wouldn't forget
that you were my only exception.
I wanted to let you in,
let you dance along my pores,
amongst the experiences that
have shaped my "me".
I wanted you in it,
I wanted you to see.
but maybe now I see
that maybe that
wasn't such a good idea.
because now I can't
let go of you.
you're in everything I see.
and when I see you with her
and those leftover parts of me,
I can't breathe.
"emotionally thrifty"
that I should open up,
let you in for once
but I'm not very in touch
with my emotions
and I think that bothered you,
but you were the closest I ever got.
you didn't realize that I did
every day,
imbedded pieces of myself
in you just so you wouldn't forget
that you were my only exception.
I wanted to let you in,
let you dance along my pores,
amongst the experiences that
have shaped my "me".
I wanted you in it,
I wanted you to see.
but maybe now I see
that maybe that
wasn't such a good idea.
because now I can't
let go of you.
you're in everything I see.
and when I see you with her
and those leftover parts of me,
I can't breathe.