..

i do love you an awful lot.
more than you’ll likely know
i’m sorry i dragged you into my crevices
into my mountain ranges and across the skies

i didn’t care for collateral damage

and you’re just so brilliant
and bright
it hurts

i know you’ve had roughages
and sours
(and sores)

i know

but i didn’t mean to bury you with me

and i’m sorry for that.

i should never read other people’s writing
and yet i always manage to do so.