Keep you
Chiao's NotebookEveryone leaves.
I wish you'd stayed.
I can't keep any of you. But I don't want to let you go. That would be selfish. So instead I let you linger in my closet. This way I can visit you any time I'd like.
Letting you go completely means losing what little of you my mind clings to. I can see you when I close my eyes, and when I need someone to talk to. If I let you go entirely I'll forget your face. I'll forget your touch. I'll forget your sweet voice.
This happens over and over again. Once was enough. Why do I allow my closet to fill up one skeleton at a time? I thought i was saving space for you. Then I made room for you and you too. Now it's a ghostly harem. I'm no playboy, why won't you all stop fighting for my attention? You're all special to me. I don't want you to compete.
What would you all do if I suddenly met someone with whom I'd want to spend a lot of time with? Would there be more fighting? Would you fight her and try to drag her into that closet prematurely? She wouldn't be your's. Not your plaything.
Perhaps the closet is boring and I don't take you out to play often enough. But you can't have her. I want this one to stick around.
I don't want to ask you to leave but if you could for once give me the space I need to form bonds with new people, that would mean I get to keep all of you close. Would that be too much to ask? I want you to stay. But you have to set me free. Then maybe I can return the favor.
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