im really sorry that even though you tell me im perfect
but then again only as we are kissing
and perfect does not exist
here i go again off the train of thought
my thoughts are more like minefields
i was going to express my remorse
my sorrow
for never being enough
for my lack of what you call sanity
and what i call ignorance
this was supposed to be an apology
for never telling you when or why
or how or even what
it was that kept me a mess
a crazy swirl of nothingness and tired breaths
it was you that caused me to think of our doubts that day
you made my existence seem not quite there
i know this letter is going nowhere
but i wrote it anyway