The Fixer Poem by Jackie Chou

I am a fixer.
I take you back,
breakup after breakup,
because I'm a fixer,
like the guy who repaired the phone
you hurled against the wall
during an argument.
Except I don't get paid,
for redeeming our damaged emotions,
picking up pieces of hurtful words
and crafting new meanings out of them.
Like Tylenol I work 24 hours
to ease the pain we cause each other.
I'm a fixer.
Maybe I should be a doctor,
instead of your lover.