My Glue

I had chosen to live in fear of those around me. He could be thinking anything. She gossips with her breath. I was terrified of the strangers whose names I knew And those who knew my name apart from my soul. I had forgotten of the girl who remembers, to love. Who sacrifices herself and prepares for all. I ignored the girl who supports each face, Reads each writing and never wavers in strength. I had glossed over the girl who longs to wear white, And trusts me to be by her side for it. I doubted the constant presence and forgiver in my life For no reason but my hurt she was bandaging. I had chosen to fear the crumbling, And forgotten I had the glue.