I didn’t mean to hurt you,
I swear I didn’t.
My heart twists a little as I walk through my kitchen and see the still thriving Mother’s Day flowers you bought me-
You weren’t very talkative tonight and I miss you.
Both my head and my heart hurt as I stop to smell them
before I continue to the fridge for a water;
I feel guilty that I let this go so far but I got just as caught up in it as you did.
It was hard not to-
We get along so well and it’s so easy for us to talk and
now I’m laying in bed with you on the back of my mind,
wondering what’s on yours.
How did things get so complicated so fast?
How did you develop feelings for me so fast?
How did I go from almost married to a single mom so damn fast
And why won’t my mind stop racing?
When does my heart stop hurting?
I just wanted to be happy.
That is literally all I wanted.
