What should I do about the wild and the tame? 

I want to be held.

I don’t want you to come too close.

I want you to scoop me up and bring me home at nights.

I don’t want to tell you where I am.

I want to keep a place among the rocks where no one can find me.

                      I want to be with you.

And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can’t ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one.


You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it’s already happened.