I reflect what I want you to see in me.
A pillar of strength, unshakable by the strongest of earthquakes.

I pretend that every sliver that’s chipped away is nothing but a superficial chink in my armor.

The tears fall one by one, subtlety enough that you only see me with clear eyes.

It’s not your fault I claw so desperately to the cliff knowing that this time the fall would be too much.

All of it has become too much.

I will have to accept that, my greatest fear is to accept that.

Would you accept me?