the way of this

all the small things

I fold them between my hands

pulling close to my chest

these hopes and fears

that sometimes you shelter

and sometimes you smash

and I wonder

do you even realize

the strength you wield?

the way they crack

the way they crumble

the way the fall away

the way my chest expands

and contracts with a hollow ache

when I let you hold

in your trembling hands

all the small things

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