it was you

I gave you too much of me.

Every thread, every string

I foolishly thought you would care for.

But I frayed and I singed

By the fire of your whispers

Repeated again

.

I did not see

How much of my tapestry lay whole.

While you overtook the edges,

Behind me I had proof of the grand design

I had woven in your absence

---

If only I had looked.

But I stared too long at the chisel

Scraping me away

Scattering every grain of courage

I had the strength to gather.

I thought I was sand

Dripping through your fingers.

.

But I forgot

I am a fortress towering over the shadow

You’ve cast around your life.

I am not one, but I am many

And though you are many, you are not one

Of me.

---

When will I remember

To remember

I was forged in silence

In a cave

Gently forgotten.

---

It was there

.

I conjured magic

before you

Played with fire.

I was incandescent

before you

Ever dared to look.

.

It was you who cracked me open

Never knowing

I’d find jewels.