You always said I didn't love you enough
That my eyes were always fixated on something more marvelous than the beauty on your face
And that my mind was always wandering into old memories that made me happier than you did
But I'd always assure you that my love for you was infinite
And my heart would sigh from the frustration of my continuous lie
I really did love you though
Just not the way you hoped for
You wanted fireworks in my eyes
Yet they barely glistened
And for that I am sorry
Because I was too afraid to hold you close to me
In fear of my heart holding onto something so tightly that it suffocates it
You were so precious
And you fell in love with a coward that couldn't wipe away your tears
Because I was too busy trying not to drown in my own sorrow and mistakes
Someone who couldn't love you enough because love was a terrifying leap into an endless pit of the unknowing
And the thought of falling so hard into my own hopelessness was something I could never find the courage to do

You are perfect
I am a coward.