Woven

Relationships are like knitting without a pattern. At first, you just try it - loop by loop, until you notice the threads are tangled, and you untangle them together, laughing. Sometimes it feels like everything is about to fall apart - but no, someone skillfully catches the edge and stitches the heart back together with a neat stitch. There's a quiet happiness in this sound, the happiness of those who have stopped fearing closeness. When breathing aligns, and scars become part of the pattern. It's not a perfect fabric, but it's my own - with a pile, threads of varying thicknesses, and a warmth that can't be washed away.