how can you say
you love something
you can’t tell has died?
it takes so much energy
for me to feel okay
im sorry but
i don’t have much left for you.
my hands are too tired
to reach for you,
my heart is covered in too many scars.
and even when you say you love me
it feels like a promise
from a stranger.
how could you understand
when even i can’t?
if you can’t see
what’s slipping away,
how can you possibly
bring me back?