My tired mind spins
and I draw it back in.
My thoughts throbbing to the beat of
"You hurt me
Like nobody else
and I
Let you."
And my guilt is your guilt
And I do not
Want it.
And I'm not sorry
For loving you
But for letting you back in
Time and time again - I just
Can't
Figure out when
Before breaking
I bent -

(I packed your **** while you were gone/I packed your **** because you were wrong.)

And I wouldn't, couldn't trade
Our breathless climb
To the cliff.
I will not forget and I cannot change it.
I only want
To erase
The memories of your
Hands
When they meant me
Harm,

and I forgive you anyway.

Not for your sake
But mine.