I’m sorry
I’m sorry you weren’t courageous enough to fight the war against my thoughts
I’m sorry
I’m sorry my ship sunk faster than it could sail
It seems that my heart is flailing and the numbness has yet to reach my finger tips, but it’ll surely give in any second now
And I hate the way the stars aligned against us,
But what I hate more is how I thought you wanted every part of me only to realize you wanted the diamonds that came to being because of the overwhelming fire that continues to burn within me.
I’ve built walls to keep galactic beings like you out, because I knew the black sky would never look the same.
The moon was mine and now, it no longer is;
The moon hangs across my night sky, rotating in my solar system, existing within my galaxy, and fills my universe
The moon is no longer mine
And it hurts.
It’s like a needle pricked my skin and I’m watching the blood ooze out but I’m hoping my skin refuses to clot because then all I’ll be reminded of is the pain
And it’s always better to feel something rather than this void that eats me up for breakfast and leaves me drained for lunch until I’m starving for dinner.
I’m sorry
I’m sorry
I’m sorry I showed you parts of me you didn’t truly want to see
sorry these words are all I have as a form of honesty
The world continues to light match sticks and spark my house on fire
I’m unfortunate enough to realize that I’ll never own a home, most importantly not one within you.