this is what you are:

you are the one that tugged too hard on my wrist
when my bracelet broke,
and beads fell to the ground in a rainstick clatter.

you are the reason behind the stain in my shirt.
i don't look good in pastel blue anyway.

you are the one who jumped first,
that day at the pond at the top of the tallest tree.
i climbed up faster than you, but you let go faster than me.

you are the last letter i got in the mail that wasn't a political pamphlet.
you are top left piece of yellow fabric sewn into my quilt.
you are the one that broke my space heater
(i wore three pairs of wool socks to retain some body heat).

you are every stray thread i wanted to tug at but never did for fear of pulling everything apart.