good bye

She sits in the corner...silenced
Distant from words being spoken...
Tucked away in her own little space..
Afraid that I will find a way to fill the void between us.
She clasps her hands tightly,
Her palms are sweaty...
She is afraid.
She is afraid of what people will say
Shes too afraid to trust me.
She wont look me in the eye.
I turn my back  but my feet stand firm,
a force greater than gravity pulls me down,
Begging me to stay,
It is her...
Her voice calls my name.
Over and over again...
I reach out for her,
offering her my hand but she dissolves into particles...invisible particles that float up into the night sky,
Where wounded stars dont shine.
She is me...
A bittersweet memory of who I used to be.
I saw some sweetness laying beneath her savoury complexion.
a sweetness people refused to see but they wouldnt know...
I am the one who fought a battle with her... she fought with me a battle, a battle against my insecurities.
I was left with a scar that would take an eternity to heal,
And the only difference between me and her, is that im the survivor.