-my mouth's blossom-

i am sorry

i am sorry if you confused me for home

usually flowers do that too.

 

i dont blame you for doing that

i dont blame you for throwing words into the sky

i know the pressure of loving someone and not being able to let go

 

you can lie straight into my face

but honey

even your sweet letter is full of face expressions

and i can read them all.

 

you say i've hurt you

but can you look into the mirror

and say that so the reflection?

last time i checked my bones were showing up

my dinner was a cup of green tea without sugar

because nothing was about the taste.

 

and now that i got better

instead of throwing words into the sky

you threw them on me.

This poem is about: 
Me

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