i’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry
the words throw themselves off
my lips to become the ground
you walk on.
i’m sorry i wasn’t the one
you wanted to squeeze
into your daily planner in
slanted, sloppy script.
i’m sorry i fell so hard
so fast because i am
scraped up and
don’t know what to do.
i made you my
emergency contact.
i’m sorry i confused
us for love because
it hurts to see you laugh
while I am trying
to ignore the fact that
i am still on fire.
i’m sorry all I can seem to remember
are your eyes and lips and
laughter instead of the words
that hit me like
lit cigarette butts or
the humid silences or the hours
i spent worrying about someone
whose only mark on
my heart is a burn.
Silenticel 