velvet bridge
I’ll say it, I’m sorry.
I’ll apologize again,
Just to hear my voice cut through the air.
And I’ll text you good morning,
Even if it’s weird,
Because I want your day to be better than mine.
I’ll cry over you
Even though I have no right to.
I’ll listen to the music you like
So we can know the same words.
Because it’s not enough for you to want to like me,
And it’s not enough for you to think I’m sweet.
I give random compliments.
I volunteer on the weekends.
I’m the Advil you would take if my voice made you ache.
My sugar coating is only to hide the bitter underneath.
I’m sorry for liking you,
Cause I know I should know better.
I could tell you–
I should tell you
How I get lost in your inkblot eyes
But I’d rather sleep till the hour hand goes round the clock once more.
One day I hope you’ll meet someone
who’s easier to love.
Until then I’m sorry.
Until then good luck.
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