I know I’m like a weird piece of furniture in your life.
My presence might not exactly be helpful when you’re trying to pack it all away and move into a new space.
I’m nothing practical like a fork or a garbage disposal… And if you’re someone that values utility only then maybe we won’t make it to the next part. But that’s okay, because I want to be heard and really heard, and never thrown away when you move because you never saw me, truly.
I’m sorry for talking like this (although I cringe to apologize) I know you don’t like it, but I am trying to let you in. I know you never asked to be here. But you are and you have been and since you’re moving soon it’s time for me to do the same.
So here is the space you’ve taken up inside my life.
All of these honest words belong to you.