I thought
when you searched me for cavities,
You were
finding what you needed to fill.
I thought
when you traced my body for broken skin
You were
searching for what to sew up again.
I thought
when you held my heart in your hand,
You were
weighing the fragility of my soul.
I thought
when you said you loved me,
You were
healing the wrong in my life.
I thought
you were trying to make me a better me
I thought
you were making me a better me.
But you were
building me up to push me down.
And you
haven’t even apologized for that.
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