Wouldn’t it be nice to be missed?
For someone to feel your shadow
And follow it to the souls of your feet
For someone to reach for your hand
Or give you something to fidget with
Something that says
“Take a small part of me with you, please”
To have a side of the bed
Or a seat at the table
To have a place
Where people want you to be
And leave open for you to come back
Wouldn’t it be nice to return?
To wear a body you once wore
Or enter a place you once called home
To walk a path you have taken before
Just to see if it goes somewhere else
Somewhere better and safer
Where you can be a child again
To use the words you always held back
And watch them ripple
The way you thought they might
Instead of biting your tongue
And feeling the blood pool in your mouth
Wouldn’t it be nice to move on?
For that cold weight in your chest to warm
And that ache in your stomach to ease
For your feet to stand firm
Instead of itching to run
For your fingernails to grow
And for the flesh around them to heal
To be able to sit in a quiet room
And it just be quiet
To simply look at the wallpaper
Or the chairs
And cherish how peaceful it is
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