Seams coming apart

I am

cutting 

the fabric.

The fabric

to make

something.

create

something.

I am really

thinking of

you.

And how

I messed up.

I really did 

not mess

up.

I was truthful.

You just 

did not

like what

I had to

say and

pushed me

away.

I did not

push back.

You have had

women in the 

past that have

pushed and you

did not like this.

Maybe they also

spoke their

true feelings.

I do not know.

I just know

I am worn 

down and

not longer

can keep

my feelings

to myself.

So good

or bad

the words

floated into the

air. 

I can not

take it back,

or want to.

All I can do

now is sew the

fabric in front

of me.

Take caution

and make

sure the seams

do not spllit open

again.

once that happens

its hard to get

it back together 

the same way.

The fibers will connect

differently.

It never

looks the same

again.