inheritance 🌊

i didn’t set out to be a savior, just a place for the rain to stop. but you arrived like a house already burning, carrying the ash of a home that broke before you ever learned to build. i tried to be the silver backing to your glass, but you were a smashed mirror, jagged, sharp, and stubbornly incomplete. i spent years on the floor with the glue and the tape, trying to press my skin into the gaps,…