As I sat on the surface of the stair steps above a horizon of falling rain, drenched mechanics and vanished romance, a whirling chemistry of drowned sounds, I was beginning to remember the pain I inflicted upon your world, the damaged bricks and splintered vowels, slammed clouds and rammed doorways, my heart was farther apart from your kingdom.
Deep within my veins, there was a ravaging blazing anger boiling inside my belly, upturned and shipwrecked, scorned and salvage, as I broke down the walls of your existence. Smashed liquor bottles were crowding the bedroom floor, chipped glass beneath slit feet, black eyes over broken nose, busted lip sinking beyond jammed shoulders.
I'm so sorry my precious darling! I should've never hurt you in the dark shadows. How could I make you pay the price for my own shattered soul?
I never meant to hurt you in the blackened night and watch the swollen trees cry in silence outside my windowpane. I never should've blamed you for my own insecurities and insinuate that you were running around with your secret mistresses.
You were a golden gem and everything within me crushed your masterpiece. now as I sit here in solitude, the dusty air floating in misery, the shifting sun blinding my eyes, I want you to know my sweet darling that I apologize for unleashing chaos upon your light, suffocating your existence on that cold December night.