Drafted
Here is my hug that I give to you today, A soft, trembling, forced thing. I hold you like an unwanted pet– I cradle you like an eggshell that I am taking to the bin. At night, I always think of you. I dream that you are nestled in my arms like a small sun. We orbit each other in the dark, unmarred. When I wake, your small form is sprawled in a corner. You stir with me. You reach for me like a baby, and here I am, repulsed, Offering you my half-embrace In exchange for another day of living.