my bad

sometimes my steel trap fingers
grip your hand a little too tightly
or pull you into me
with more force than I intend

I have made a habit of holding eye contact
a second too long
and I never get up
when you say it’s time to go

I say I love you
too loudly
and too often
and I always require one more kiss

I love you in more ways than I can count
with more words than I can say
but I am afraid that you can’t hear my apology
over the sound of my heart beating
the syllables of your name


September 17, 2019

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