Ok

A Poem by Rebecca

I’m so afraid of being left
that I constantly internalize the feeling
of you leaving
and I cradle it close to my beating heart.
So that when it happens
(Because it will)
I will be familiar with the loss.
One of my organs
That was never meant crawl into my chest.
And when you ask me if I’m okay
I say
yes!
So that when you don’t ask anymore
Ill be able to pretend I’m ok with that too.