CALL ME BELOVED

A text I’ll never send:

How I wish this body of mine
wasn’t a challenge to you,
or how I wish I could call
and tell you just who I am
now, without you worrying
what you’re owed, instead –

I’d share so much
if you’d let me, if I
didn’t dread how
you’d talk right over me,
look right through me,
no matter how much
I’ve pled and tried to
even send a text, just
something simple as:

You hurt me
I miss you, anyway