Untold Apologies

You are a late bloomer, so I don't expect much from you.
maybe by the time you're 25 you'll come to understand things
I already knew when I was 13. but that's not it. I am sorry.

I am sorry that the only road my poetry knows
right now is the road to you but it won't stay like that
it will lose its way somehow, maybe when someone
new comes along with better jokes than the ones
you had. with a smile that's prettier even if right now
I can't think of something more gorgeous than you

I'm sorry for believing so blindly
I guess I was confused too. thinking it was love
when I've come to realize that I don't know what
love is, I never meant to feel this empty

I never meant to sweep you into
the debris I'm in, nor did I want you to
know how badly I am hurting, I guess
you just found out when you sliced me
open.

I know what you found inside
terrified you, that you hadn't seen
a soul bruised as badly as mine
before..

and I just wrote this to tell you,
I'm sorry for being so broken
sorry for being something
you could not give your heart
to.

sorry for being something,
even I, can't give my own heart to