Soft in the Middle

by Shelby Eileen

I don’t know what it is to feel wanted only what it is to want

here I am falling apart and you don’t even know that you’ve got my future in one hand and my end in the other

I need to remind myself: I love you you beautiful thing your fragility has never compromised for the sharpness of your edges the possibility of you breaking has never diminished the beauty of all your pieces

I think people are like stories and when they write you into their lives that’s something to be thankful for even if it’s just for a chapter I’m so glad to have pages with your smile on them