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Weight


I am light

As a feather,

Only because

I reached into my depths

And forwent

The heavy things,

Such as self-assurance

And lunch.

But now,

At least,

You can hold me longer

Before your arms being to ache.

(Though, don't love me for long,

Or else your heart will begin to ache, too)

 

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