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Forgive me

for putting a sword

in your nose

because you were not

sneezing the truth

…and I had to poke you.

Forgive me

for mixing humour

into your drink

you were not used to it

but I had to

joke you.

Forgive me

for my impatience.

I didn’t know

you needed time

to process

me.

Relationships don’t work

like a bullet train.

Some do.

But they are rare.

I thought my feelings for you

would go extinct.

That was superficial.

Thinking

I am special.

Now I know

not for you.

Maybe

for someone else.

Forgive me for thinking

you would peek

out of your window

when I rang you

to come outside

just so

I could see you.

If only I had waited

for you

to come naturally

it wouldn’t have hurt.

Oh…

my impatience

for your sight.

Forgive me for thinking

my memories in your mind

would stay immortal

that you could never

move away

from them.

I only needed

a little space

in your heart.

I didn’t know

your mind was encrypted

against my presence.

Forgive me for thinking

you would correct my grammar

every time

I misspelled

my words.

To err

is human.

Your lenses were beautiful.

I wouldn’t have minded

if you had only given me

space

to correct myself.

Forgive me

for forcing myself

into your heart.

I didn’t want to.

But your painting

was beautiful.

And I thought

I could adjust myself

as a dot

on your canvas.

Forgive me.