In my dreams there is resolution
An abundance of apology, words strewn together from the many mistakes made,
Genuine meaning,
Sincerity,
And forgiveness
There is no awkward confrontation or apathy
There are no half-assed hellos, there is no avoiding
In my dreams you are holding my face like you once held me
Our eyes meet the way they used to,
And you move your lips quietly to say
"I'm sorry."

I imagine your sorry explaining what you never did
Like
"I'm sorry I stopped caring,
I'm sorry I pretended to"
You'd say,
"I'm sorry
For treating your body better than I treated you"
Or maybe even
"I'm sorry
That I can't face you, it is cowardice and weak but I really don't know how to"

I know that this admission is not one that would ever exit your mouth
It is one that is unlikely to even form in your thoughts but
I like to think that it is possible
I like to hope that you have some sense of remorse for the carelessness
Or it could be that you are only sorry for leaving what is now blooming
I was a flower twisting when we met and I have become an open rose
I'm sorry that you couldn't see the beauty up close
I hope you like admiration from a distance