I don’t live there anymore—
the place
where I accept pieces
and call it enough.
I don’t take half-love
and try to make it whole.
I don’t stay
where I am only chosen
when it’s convenient.
Because I know now—
I am not something
to be returned to
in fragments.
I am someone
who deserves to be held
fully,
Or not at all.
JMS
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