The Most Bitter Fruit.

To let you love another

It does not ask you to apologize for your sadness.

It sits with you until you are ready to stand

The rest are for myself.

For every heartbreak,

Every crushed hope.

For every time I thought,

"Maybe this time. Maybe it's you."

This is not the first.

It won't be the last.

Empty promises from empty hands.

Fuck your reciprocity,

I have given you more

I know it wasn't my voice you heard

Or my name you'd call.

I knew it wasn't my face you saw

When you turned me towards the wall.

'Tis better to have loved and lost

Than to never have loved at all,

But this was a war we had to fight

And one of us had to fall.

Was it my fire that turned you off

And caused you to stray?

Sometimes I burn too brightly

Just to keep the dark at bay.

The shadows start to creep inside

As I dim to make you stay;

I suppose you were the predator,

And I, your willing prey.

I grew to love that animal,

Though my love, you did betray.

God forbid I call you back;

Like a dream,

A soft glow in my palms.

I want to breathe you in

And feel you within every

remaining

piece

Of my soul.

I want to look at you

And see everything I'll ever need

For the rest of my life.

I'm sorry I was too strong.

I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough.

I'm sorry I talk too much

And that I don't talk enough.

I'm sorry I don't have the same interests as you.

I'm sorry I sleep too much,

And too restlessly.

I'm sorry I stay up too late.

I'm sorry I couldn't convince you to stay.