An apology for Almost Michael Phelps
I said something mean to you
I said we can't friends
I meant to say 'I'm afraid I am
a girl who never mends'
I don't want you to hurt me so
I keep our distance wide
I don't want to be hurt again
I'm sad to say I lied
The moment the words they left my mouth
I saw the sharp stings land
I heard the thorns impaling you
Felt the chasm yawn, expand
A sorry bloomed across my lips
the word might clear the air
A smile instead upon your lips
caused me to pause right there
Instead of cold and hurting eyes
mine met with only green
your grin replaced with off key laughs
I bristled, ripe to scream,
'Don't come too near you devil's trap!
Your glow will hurt my eyes!
Your crooked teeth and messy hair
my doom in stone prescribes!
Don't smile at me when I push away
don't follow when I flee!
I can't endure your simple ways
They're far too dear to me.'
You caught my heart in callused hands
I think you hardly see
You have my love, you jaded thing
wish you'd stop pursuing me
I can't believe it's come to this
Nothing in the world can help
Conceded with grace, a poem for
My Almost Michael Phelps