my knees have cuts and bruises from all the times i fell. i wonder if you knew what you were doing every time you pushed me over the edge.

i know you cant see them.
i forgive you.

for all the times you were reckless with my love when i planted it everywhere on your route home like pennies on the sidewalk.
i forgive you.

for using harsh words at night across the dinner tables like your knife wasnt sharp enough.
i forgive you.

for the chills i got at 3am when you turned your back on me.
i forgive you.

for all the blemishes you pointed out
because now that you're gone i love myself more than i ever have

but if you ever asked for it
i'll place my fingerprints over all the parts of you that you've found distasteful in hopes that your knobby knees never bruise your chin from days when you've reverted into yourself