In the end
I was never meant to be loved
Like a plant watered just enough to survive
but never enough to grow

I was that plant
Kept alive by fragments of affection
just enough to make me stay
but never enough to feel truly seen
Never enough to feel like I was enough

Like a glass vase that shattered into a thousand pieces
I melted myself down
remolded my brokenness
into something he could love again

He said he loved me
But still, he let me fall
Again
And again
Until there was nothing left to remold

Until even breathing felt like a burden
far too heavy for my shoulders to carry