Rerouting

Bridges of stitches, closing our wounds.
Sometimes they have been put in the wrong places.
Holding together things that are not actually connected.
Chaffing erupts, in sores and scars, where all that was needed was space.

Removing those stitches is frightening and painful.
Scary on both sides.
But whose purpose did the union serve?
We both are battle scarred and worn,
Can’t we both rest in peace?

So we do the scary thing and remove the bridge,
Pull out the stitches and staples.
And give ourselves the time and space to move, heal.
To rediscover ourselves and where we begin and end when not tied together in this way.
Give each other time and space to just be safe to BE.
Then decide how we want to interact with each other.

Let us choose how and when we want to connect again.