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patience

I wanted to fix you

I wanted to shape you

to mold you

into this perfect thing

I was pushing

and pulling 

and twisting 

all of your pieces

to make them fit better

with mine

But I had no right

I kept pushing you

hoping that eventually 

you would learn 

to use your own wings

But you had become

dependant on mine 

The weight of our two bodies

was too much for one of us to bare

I had no right

to expect anything of you

Except to change 

at your own pace.