Tissue

I let myself be a tissue,

The soft cloth that absorbed your tears,

The one you cried into when others gave you pain.

The one that wiped your eyes,

The one you held tight.

Let myself be dirty so you could be clean,

I let myself be uneasy just so you could breathe.

Slowly you filled me up,

And crumpled me a whole.

I was beginning to forget

I was a tissue

And that you had a whole box full.