i’m not good at friendship
but we became friends
i’m not good at being reciprocal
but i tried
i’m not sure why
but i don’t need people
like they need me
you thought you knew me
but you never broke the surface
because i go deep
and i know myself
well enough
to know
you couldn’t dive
that deep
so, i didn’t take you there
we stayed on the surface
so you could be comfortable
there was something about me
that made you
uneasy
i could tell
sometimes, i wondered
if you thought
my depths
were dark,
they’re not
there’s light down there
it can be white-hot,
brilliant, blinding,
and hard for me to hold
it isn’t mine though
i’m just its keeper
i wanted to show you
but not any occasion would do
definitely not in casual conversation
or with others around
it’s too sacred
and you were never ready
to see
i moved away
you moved on
and i’ll always be sad
i couldn’t show you
the light
