Even if you never see this,
I have to say it to your face
Or not.
I sincerely apologize,
From the bottom of my shallow
Broken
Bruised
Vacant
Beating clump of muscle
That i wish i could no longer feel.
Im sorry i made yours beat,
For me.
And I'm also sorry
You made mine beat for you.
And is it selfish?
probably
That while you were gasping for air
I was drowning in it
And wishing
Hoping
That when you were clinging to breath
That i could somehow
****** mine from my throat
And give it to you?
I didn't want it.
A token
Of gratitude? No.
Because I'm not grateful you were my knight
In shining armor.
Im just melancholy,
Bittersweet
Im glad you couldn't be,
And I'm sorry.
I was wrong to ever think you could save me.