A Short Letter

A Poem by MelLM

Dear other half,
I am not angry.
I'm fact, I understand.
I know how it is to feel the desire to escape those you feel are suffocating.
If I am the mask that is being placed upon you,
Trying to make you sleep,
I wish that I were gone,
That this would stop tormenting you and me.

I understand, today.
I really, truly do.
It doesn't seem like you understand
How much I need you.