God baby,
I fucked up.
I know I did.
I made a mistake
And goddamn
What I wouldn't do
To take it back.
I never meant to hurt you.
I would never want to hurt you.
You mean the world to me.
And I fucked that up.
I hurt you.
Of course I did.
I hurt everything I touch.
I ruin every good thing I'm given.
I had prayed
Wished with every fiber of my being
That you'd be different.
That I wouldn't hurt you.
But of course I did.
I'm a disaster.
You love a tornado.
You love a wildfire.
At least you did.
Before I tore you apart.
Before I left you a pile of ashes.
And I'm sorry.
I am so so sorry.
And at this point,
My words don't mean shit.
I know that.
My words
Are what hurt you in the first place.
You can hate me of you want.
You have every right to.
You have every right to be angry.
Just please know
That I'll never stop loving you.
And please remember
That I'm so so sorry.
I'm
So
Sorry...
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryMy thoughts tend to form like poems, so I figured I'd share them- part of me hoping they make sense to more than just myself.
