I do not easily attach, because, when I do, it is with the tenacity of an octopus holding on for dear life; the only way to make me detach is by severing a part of me entirely.
Regeneration is possible, but, unlike an octopus, it is a long and arduous process that always leaves scars.
The scars remind me that, although I am strong, I will always be fragile.
dream.think.work. 