i need to talk to you.
hello.
i am not sure.
about what i am feeling.
and i am sorry.
that i keep typing and typing.
like i'm telling them secrets.
you are important.
you matter to me.
i want to hear.
everything you think.
i am sorry.
i know you would tell me it's okay.
it's not my fault.
i can't choose what my heart wants.
that's not why i'm sorry.
i'm sorry that you fell for me.
i am.
this is a pattern i have.
no matter who's my man.
and i don't know why.
and i don't know how.
but i always manage to fall.
for someone who isn't the one
standing
ready to catch me.
you are perfect.
there is no reason i should be.
looking at anyone but you.
but maybe.
i am not perfect.
for you.
maybe.
or maybe that's not true.
i don't know.
what about you?
YOU ARE READING
poems i regret writing
Poetryjust some shitty poems i never should have written poems I wrote in the middle of the fucking hurricane.