touch me so i know i'm still here, break me so i know i've changed

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touch me—  
not softly, but enough to leave a mark,  
so i know my skin remembers how to feel.  
these days, i forget  
where i end and the world begins,  
and i need the reminder  
that i am still here, still whole, still moving  
through space like i matter.  

hold me—  
tight, as though you fear  
i’ll disappear without warning,  
because some…