You could be great;
Even bigger and stronger than in your dreams,
someone to hold onto,
but instead whenever someone reaches out,
even the softest touch would break away a piece of you.

You're brittle.

Every piece you lose to someone, makes you crumble a little more.
A self destructive parting gift.

Even those you know to be undeserving of it, get a piece.

How long until there is nothing left of you?