Above Sea Level Poem by Gracie Michard

It does not matter how much
You try and love someone.
You cannot make them stay.

Not because it is painful or worthless
Or an artistic rendition of an execution-
It is because you are not a place
For someone to find a home in.

People are not houses.
Their eyes are not windows.
Your heart is not a heater
To keep others warm.

People are not going to stay,
Even if you beg them to.
A body can barely fit one soul in it,
No use in trying to fit another.

A soulmate is nothing more
Than a next door neighbor.
Do not try and force them to
move in and be your roommate.
There is only enough space
For one, and you might find
Yourself locked out of your own life.

Love makes us feel like we are
more than we actually are.
Like the sky is the limit-
Which is probably true.
But eventually you get so high that
You start to run out of oxygen.
You choke and you beg for help
And that is when you realize

You really are all alone.

Because no one stayed with you.
It was a solo ride to the the top,
And now you have over 20,000 feet
To emotionally plummet from.

Will anybody catch you?
Do you really want them to?