
can you imagine?
this man, this big, tall man
with wide brown arms that can carry smaller people
smart enough to travel and learn languages
takes a look at a child, barely two
learning how to read on her own
and decides that he’s been hurt too much in his life,
he can’t get hurt ever again
not everyone can be trusted
and decides, no,
classifies this girl as a risk
not worthy of taking the chance
to love her
my mom knew something was wrong with him
that she married the wrong man
that he was cold and distant
but she said he loved me
maybe it would protect me
She thought, He likes her more than me and that’s almost like love, almost
but it only taught me that what was not enough was enough
and to respond to the name, ‘almost’
at first i wasn’t strong enough, smart enough, independent enough, responsible enough
and then when I grew up,
I was too strong, too independent, too wanted, too beautiful,
maybe someone else will steal you from me,
maybe you will fly away
it’s not worth the risk
didn’t I make you feel like you were enough?
so why wasn’t I?
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