I guess the truth that I have to face
Is not to ******* my heart with fear
Of rejection or feeling neglected
But with resolve
Nodding at how your heart dangles
From the steepest cliff
Paralysis, constant desire to
Validate, reassure, fulfill
Wanting and longing what was
Rewriting and revising my story
You want to be a supporting character
But in my heart of hearts
I have to just let you
Be a background extra.