Things have been rough
Since I pushed you off the cliff
And tried to recover your mangled body.

I try to make it seems as though I don't need you
I lie to myself
As I did to you
I'm too good at lying

But the truth
Is that imagining my life right now without you in it
Would be like cake without icing
Still good, but not as nearly as good as it could be

I confide in you
I trust you
I want to believe in you
I speak to you at my loneliest
I share my thoughts, my scattered emotions, with you
I understand it now
I need you much more than you do me
I just do

I am well aware I wronged you
I didn't mean to
I have no tactic
No good strategy

If your heart was something electrical
Charged to 80%
You're now left with 5% or so
All because of me
That's how much I hurt thee, no?

I may not understand you
You complex being
But I do know some things, monsieur

And this is my Poetic Response.