• You Hurt Me


    A poem Teal wrote about when you're hurt in relationships.


    You hurt me.

    You slipped free

    of the grip of the web

    that unites us.

    You could not feel me anymore.

    You fell

    deep into the crack

    of all that was unfinished

    and all that was unsolved

    between us.

    That hurt,

    that haunting,

    it could be my excuse.

    It could be my justification

    to shut the door.

    To cut myself free

    of the web that unites us.

    It could be my justification

    to not feel you anymore.

    I could fall

    deep into the crack

    of all that was unfinished

    and all that was unsolved

    between us.

    Hurt is always the excuse

    to forget that we are unified.

    Hurt is always the excuse

    to decide that we are separate instead.

    To love is not to be a martyr…

    To let someone destroy you.

    To love is to take someone

    as part of you…

    Even as they are destroying you.

    To love is to see

    That they are

    you destroying you.

    To love is to respond to them

    with that truth

    in the forefront of your mind.

    Love is what makes us feel each other.

    Love is the grip

    of the web that unites us.

    Love is what wants to ascend

    from the silence

    of a shattered heart…

    The truth

    that because we are united,

    I hurt me.