Me and you against the world,
as youth,
it felt this way forever.
Craftsmanship of cardboard
forts to hold our secrets,
this our tether.
In our bubble we formed trust,
from boxes and bruises.
We swung from branches,
landed on our knees.

Me and you were once two
but you found it two, too many.
My weight on your branches,
No mercy
No second chances
These limbs were always meant to break,
Now I feel too heavy.

Me and you, the you is always someone new
My bubble now survives all weather
For people come into your life
For a moment, a reason or a season
I've grown to accept my rhizome
I learned that nothing is forever
For you have rooted in another's garden
Me,
Adolescent no more
I've found people who can handle weight better.