APRIL – GET YOUR ‘BUT’ OUTTA MY APOLOGY

I say “I’m sorry, but” and justify my actions

No regard for my impact, no desire to really listen

I need to feel heard, even though I caused you pain

With my words, even though it wasn’t my intent

I wait my turn to speak, shaking my head at the things you’re saying Expecting when I utter “I’m sorry” for you to immediately forgive me…

Even if it’s a Wonder Woman “BUT”

DIFFERENT SIDES OF THE BED

When you go from sleeping on the same pillow, so intertwined.

To the edge of the bed, a gulf between you.

Over time heads edge towards separate pillows

Still side by side, facing inwards, hands touching

Looking deeply into each other’s eyes

Then one day, same sheets, different feelings…

Turned away from one another, only looking ahead

At different forks in the road

Not the same one you thought you would both tread

Starring out into the darkness

Love is messy, hurtful words sometimes said

In the heat of the moment

Bruising… hurting… leaving scars where they land

Once it’s out there you can never take it back

Unable to see the pain it’s caused.

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