I pushed you into the margins
Instead of the center of my page
I should have made myself there for you in the ways I knew you needed
But fear calloused me.
I was Wounded by the last time I was abandoned
Not just by you
But by others
And I protected myself against you
Rather than open myself completely
Because I was safe in that fear
It gave me a reason
You leaving would be just what I expected
Validation for the fear
And I let that rule me. Rule us
And I kept it from you
Because I did not trust you with it
And for that again, I am sorry
I am imperfect
It wasn't you
It was me.
I did this
And I am the one to blame
I should have trusted you
But I only really trusted that I was safe.
That I wasn't exposed
Of course here I am now, more exposed than ever
So, how marvelously our best laid plans can fly apart in the end
Regardless, you are right to leave.
It's a well-earned departure and you've suffered me for long enough.
I'm sorry. Truly, deeply sorry.
From the very bottom of my heart
And I wish you every happiness and joys without ending.
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Welcome to this Heart of mine. Buried under Prideful Vines.
Words they have come from men and from mouse, but I can't help but think that they've heard the wrong crowd. When all the water is gone, my bill will come due. I was just trying to leave something behind.