a half-hearted apology
i’ve been a stubborn work in progress
for the longest time now.
running down my own crooked paths,
mistaking them for the right direction.
holding people too tightly
when they were never meant to stay.
its just that it took the longest time
for the mention of your name
to no longer break my fragile stability.
for my heart to not wander back
to you just like muscle memory.
but know that i’m sorry.
for the wrong words i spoke too loudly
and the right ones that went unsaid.
i’m sorry for holding on too tightly.
for feeling too deeply
for being an ocean when you never asked for the depth.