I promise to love you so softly
like cream in your coffee
so sorry I scared you away
with no control over my body,
the need to hold on and to lead astray.
Trust me,
put your arm out for me to hold
I'll be better than I was yesterday
no longer so bold.

I know I am too much
regret fills my core
hope we can still touch
even though I want so much more.
Picture frames and folded items
surprised by the memories my mind can store
pick on through the boxes
rifle through me, explore.