I'm sorry
For the way, I loved you, more than I loved myself.
For the way I think about you, more than I
think about me.
Time goes by fast when you're having fun, they'd say.
Time went by slow with you.
It's slow when the words that escaped from your perfect lips
stabbed my back like a million knives.
I'm sorry
For the way my skin met yours
only for it to move away.
I didn't know why you hurt me that way,
but it was our only source of communication,
you hurting me.
I'm not sorry
For the day my bleeding back turned on you
It was the day I realized,
To love myself more than I ever loved you.
YOU ARE READING
Velvet.
PoetryTo those that broke my heart & To those helping me fix it. [note: guys. These excerpts are not perfect. I get all insecure when it comes to writing poetry or expressing myself because I'm not very good at it. These are genuinely what I feel and ho...