Solitary

[carahmellow]

Solitary

Is my social bone broken?
Did it get fractured along the way?
"Out of sight, out of mind."
is a quote I’m known to say.

Though it isn’t untrue—
It doesn't mean I don’t care.
Things remind me of you often
and I wish that I could share.

But I’ve convinced myself I’m a burden.
That you don’t need me around.
A phone call from me
would induce an eye roll;
my ringtone—a dreaded sound.

Because you’re busy
as a mom,
an employee,
and a wife.
Why on earth would you need me
in your beautiful, chaotic life?

This is a narrative I have conjured,
though it's unlikely true;
I remain secluded in my refuge,
hammering a wedge 

between me and you.