Makeup stains on your pillowcase will be your reminder

I've never been perfect;

The trail of bobby pins on your nightstand will show you

that I always wanted to be.

I neglected the person I was,

with carefully constructed words and self-doubt;

A delicately unstable bridge

over tumultuous water.

It was in those quiet nights away

from the pedestal you put me so high on

that I found my strength, my self-worth;

the beauty in my imperfect self.

So those bobby pins on your bedside table

will be your reminder

that my imperfection held me back,

and your only explanation for why I left.