Sorry for nothing

But causing you

The hurt that could be

Openly displayed

Upon your face

Very soon

Thank you for everything

I’m taking your portrait down

I’m removing it

From my walls

Call this destiny

Because maybe then it’ll make

An ounce of sense

I don’t want you to be blindsided

I would hate me if

I was you

You may never forgive me and

I sure as hell won’t forget

Your laugh, your scent, your smile when we touched foreheads,

Our first time holding hands, your undivided attention

I already miss it