Spread out across my heart
Like a thousand rose petals.
Scattered aimlessly,
Fittig perfectly.
I admired your stubbornness then.
You were a lot like me.
A little broken but refusing to give up.
I like how we fit together.
You called me your little girl
Even though I was taller.
I liked that.
I liked how you saw the things in me
That I was afraid to see.
The things others were afraid to see.
You made the darkness a little more bearable.
I'm not sure if I was afraid of you
Or afraid of myself for loving you.
Maybe I was lying to myself all those years.
All I know is that when I read your old letters
And think about how things ended,
I cry.
I cry in a way that makes the heavens tremble.
I cry in a way that makes my hearrt heavy for days.
I wish your absense didn't tear at me so much.
I wish I could have given you what you wanted.
I'm sorry if I loved you in all the worng ways.