Give me a reason
for walking away,
was I too shallow
when you wanted a deep abyss?
Give me a reason
for losing faith,
was I too dreamy
when you wanted to be awake?
Give me a reason
for shedding a thousand tears,
was I too dramatic
when you didn’t need me to perform?
Or give me a reason
for the hate you gave,
was I too loving
that you took it all away?
ten tears that escape from the narrow corners of my eyes
flowing down my cheeks and onto my lap where they melt and disappear
even my tears have lost.
nine questions scribbled into a diary late at night
I’m sorry that I wasn’t the rings to your Saturn,
because Saturn had cracked into two;
I’m sorry that I slipped salt into your sugar,
yet your sugar was bitter, I cried too.
I’m sorry that you never learned to care,
warmth,
pumpkin spice lattes
hot, spice-soaked coffee drizzled with a splash of cinnamon
coated with half-melted whipped cream, nestled by the delicate fire,
comfort,
your favorite cardigan
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