“People make time for what they care about”

Or so people say all the time

I am here to tell you

This simple little phrase

Is a total lie

Some of us don’t get to decide

What’s important, what gets done

Who they talk to, text with

Just because you don’t see it

Doesn’t mean you don’t matter

Memory is hard to hold

For many in this world

Something important

May fly away when met

With all the everyday

The inverses can be true too

Your abuser will always find time

To control you — to keep hold

But do you want that

Attention? That pain?

Love isn’t just one thing

Love isn’t just your way

Love isn’t measured

In contact or attention

Love is measured in care

The only measures of caring

Are the ones that remind you

Sometimes you need to trust

That you are important

Even if you don’t hear it