Intimated Intimacy

i took you for granted,
you know?
i got so used to our friendship,
your laugh,
our hours long conversations,
our walks,
the way we seemed to just get each other,
our talks of the future.
i guess i had been hungry for it
for so,
so long,
that when it seemed that it was growing,
i was all in, hun.
and i’m so sorry.
i hope you can forgive me,
all i ever wanted was the sun.
your sun.
but darkness is all i ever get
in the end.

forgive me


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