your bubble

with all my heart
I wanted to make a run towards you
with all the will that I have left
I wanted to come back to you
and stay safe
inside the little bubble of yours
even if it's just a small space
for me to be there.

unfortunately,
I am tired
trying to fit in.
I am exhausted
trying to be available.
I am too tired
to lie to myself
that the small space
in that bubble
was a safe spot.

It wasn't.
It's lonely.
It's dark
and it's empty.

It's just me there,
being locked up.
Thrown away
not wanting to be found by its owner.