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.

Ivey Redding