by Cassandra Price
Guilty of loving you, I am.
Guilty of missing you, I am.
Guilty of losing you, I am.
I am guilty of loving you too much and
Therefore pushing you away and
Suffocating you with my warmth and tender care and
Growing a tired heart every time you left me for even an
Hour.
Minute.
Second.
Apologies are empty, so I will give none.
But I love you.
My heart loves you and my eyes love you and my feet love you and my skin loves you and I crave you.
Give me another key to your heart. I promise to not split it in two in the lock this time.
Guilty of loving you, I am; guilty of missing you, I am; guilty of losing you, I am.
Guilty of giving up, I am not.
