NOT TREASURING YOU ENOUGH.

You’re my favourite part of me,
And on those days
When I know it
I make sure that I show it
In order
To have a witness
For those cold weeks
When I seek warmth
In the abnormal
Fallout shelter of my life.

And I do not mean to screen
You off from these times,
But it’s crazy
How incredibly hazy
It gets
Behind the cobwebs
Of my mind’s untidy regions,
Even when you give me
Enough reasons
To clean them.

But my strength is often lacking,
And backing is little,
As missing you
Makes me immune
To the fact
That I can’t act like a hermit
And expect the rest of humanity
To thank me for it
When I barely express
Any gratefulness.