I'm Sorry You Bled

A Poem by goodtea

Listen, we were together
And you reminded me of every lost chance I had.
You were always happy to see me,
But something in your eyes watered.

You were soft as a baby,
Sheltered and raised gently.
Your mother told she would always love you.

I was jagged edges and cold eyes.
I knew one day you would cut your hands open on my cheekbones.
I worried it would be your first time bleeding.
I wondered how far you would fall when I dropped you.
An eagle holding bait.

We would drive and talk about things that mattered,
And I told you I tended to forget things.
I didn't tell you that you might one of them.

You saw my strength, but wanted it for your own.
You wondered how shoulders so slim,
Could carry secrets so deep.

You used to whisper about my beauty,
You used to squeeze me so tight.
I used to hold onto your hand, afraid I would let go.