I shouldn't be saying this.
I shouldn't be apologizing to you, but it came up and I have to get it the hell out of my head.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I wasn't enough for you.
I'm sorry I didn't want to fuck you
I'm sorry I let you push me to kiss you and make out with you, even though you knew I didn't want to.
I'm sorry that I don't approve of drugs.
I'm sorry I tried to change you.
But I'm NOT sorry i let you go
Cause it was the best damn thing to ever happen to me.
I'm sorry I couldn't be a hoe for you.
YOU ARE READING
Am I okay?
PoetryMy certain "you" is a person. They're gone and I'm slowly learning how to deal with it. This book is completely non fiction, as it's every thought straight from my head.
