I hate being bound,

Tied to the decisions made

While I was too weak.

You care if I smile,

Do your best to keep it there.

I thank you for that.

First sign of healing

Was when I no longer loved

When it hurt.

Your heart is honey.

Your mind is a candy store.

Each bite I want more.

Sought peace in my bones,

Broken, splintered, shattered, whole.

You couldn’t have known.

Writing is more than

Words arranged beautifully,

My soul reflects.

Was I to just wait,

Wishing that you’d figure out

I was worth it all?

You didn’t want “us”

Or said you really weren’t sure.

What was I to do?

I just care too much?

No, that is no right at all.

I care just enough

I want to give up,

But you know I can’t do that.

I just care too much.