The Fixers

I met amazing people
Times and conversations deepened
You were a great company to be with
But one day everything changed for this reason.

We shared all the wounds and scars
Unsealed the can of vulnerabilities
But little did I know it wasn’t to be
As I became a project for you to fix.

You treat me like a fragile vase, a charity case
Something that you try to mend on broken days
You saw me vulnerable and at my weakest
And decided to be there only in those moments.

You don’t have any happy memories of me
All you see is a girl with troubles and worries
You will never think of me for merriment
As you will only call upon if I am broken.