1.20.2016
“I’m sorry for dragging you into my storm
And for not telling you to go back inside
So you’d be safe,
But I liked kissing in the rain too much
As if our hearts alone would keep us warm.
I’m sorry you got wet
Because our souls are not stainless steel,
And I let you rust
Because the electrochemistry that also rules my heart and my mind
Corroded the places where our wounds were open
Because I never saw clearly.
I am sorry
I loved without care.”
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