empty greeting cards
i didn’t write you love letters
even though i wrote them for everyone else
forgive me, but
i was afraid to give you something you could keep
and hang onto
when you couldn’t seem to let go of
anything else
i didn’t want you to have my words,
not when they were better before you
when i didn’t have you in my life
and I could just spend my days wandering, wondering
about you
endlessly before i ever knew you
you gave me too many answers I would have preferred
left un-answered
Give me the blanks to fill in,
that’s the mystery I’d want to
Live in,
Breathe in
Stay in forever,
Revel in what I can only imagine and envision
Left to my own devices so
I don’t ever have to leave you
to wrap myself in the fantasy of you
because the reality of you
could never measure up
I didn’t want to give you my words
Because I never write anything I don’t mean.
So if I told you I love you,
Please forgive me,
But if I never wrote you I love you,
Then you really did get the best of me.
