Broken Feet

I can’t chase friendships any longer.

My feet are broken,

my legs too tired

to keep running after people

who never noticed

I was limping.

Most days

I spend all my strength

trying not to die,

trying to make it to tomorrow

without becoming

another thing I’ve lost

If I loved you,

I will always love you.

Distance

doesn’t erase affection.

Silence

doesn’t mean resentment.

It only means

that survival

has become my full time occupation.

So if I stopped reaching,

it wasn’t because

you stopped mattering.

It’s because

I had to learn

that I matter too.