Rag Doll by Brianne Ramsay
I want you to know:
You don't matter.
I just loved you.
But like a little girl
Loves her rag doll
Foolishly dragging it
Everywhere
Thinking it loves her back
You comforted me
Played your role in my life.
But only when I held you there
Like my rag doll
Squeezing too tight
Never wanting to grow up
Or let go.
You became a crutch
Dragging along
Becoming worn.
Holes from misplaced love
And dependency.
I've out grown you.
Put you away in a box.
That doesn't mean
I didn't love you.
You were my world,
My everything.
But that love
Was the love of a little girl.
Innocent and naive
Nothing special or real.
Just enough for a useless rag doll.
To outgrow
And forget.
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