RoseElephant copy.jpg
  • dearabi

I'm Sorry.

I'm sorry I didn't love you.

Touch you. Kiss you.

Hug you.

The way you wanted, the way you deserved.

I wanted to so bad, but not all of me was in it.

I wanted to so bad, but I just couldn't feel it.

The parts that should've burned felt tepid to touch,

and the arguments put out the flames every time there was a spark of hope.

You were out of line. I was in my head. You weren't in me. Then, you were out the door.

But I just loved you so much. Too much.

So much that I continued to be in a relationship with your potential. Our potential.

Until the peace was replaced with resentment and the hope was replaced with unfulfillment.

And I'm sorry for doing that too.

I thought it would happen. I waited for it to happen. I really thought it would happen.


I'm sorry I didn't love you.

Stroke you. Breathe you.

Feel you.

Wrap my mouth around you.

The way I should've wanted to.

You must've felt so dejected, having been rejected so many times without me even realizing what I was doing by not doing anything at all.

Because you weren't any less handsome. Or funny. Or charming. Or sexy.

And I wasn't any less in love with you.

I just couldn't make as much love to you.

And as much as it killed you, it killed me too.

To miss the mark by a thousand miles just inches away from each other.

I never told you why, because I didn't know.

I just know that I'm so sorry.

54 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

Stranger in My House.

Isn't it strange, how two people in love can go from sharing their deepest, darkest fears and biggest, brightest dreams with each other, to being complete strangers overnight? How you can spend four C

i am not your therapist (No MFT).

When we broke up, I immediately went into self destruct mode. While it always takes two to tango, I was having a pity party of one. I relinquished all responsibility from my ex as if he was completely

To His Next, Last girl pt I

To his next, last girl - I was the before you. I am the reason he might think twice before leaving the dishes in the sink, and have a plant by the window. His dirty socks might even make it into the h