sharp love

I’m sorry I took your life.

I’m sorry I cut you deeper this time.

I’m so sorry.

I’m sorry I fell to the floor of the shower and broke in two.

I’m not as strong as I look.

I’m sorry I clattered against the porcelain sink, your hands were too shaky to hold me.

I’m sorry I sat at the bottom of a drawer while you were away. I would’ve gone with you, but you wanted to keep me safe.

Im sorry I didn’t hide fast enough when your mom came to check in for dinner. That I started a fight and made you cry.

If I knew that was the last time you’d hold me, I might have wiped the tears from your face before I kissed your wrists.

I’m sorry I took your life, as you were everything to me. Your favorite color was red, and thats all I ever wanted to give you.

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