the saline reflections of my regret drip down my face,
mirroring the pain i’ve caused you.
the shades of red and shades of grey,
were not colors i intended to do.
often my words seem to fail me,
they don’t paint the pictures i want.
tonight my words wanted visions of smiles and giggles,
but it seems that’s not what i got.
even the smallest times you give, you tell me,
you think, it’s not enough, and never is.
but with my watered face and knotted stomach,
i tell you, the five minutes tonight was pure bliss.