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.