it’s almost been ten years

 

I’m sorry, and I’ll be sorry for the rest of my life

And when I have the audacity to quietly cry about it, it’ll just me a little secret between me, myself and I. 

 a dream I always dreamed but never dreamed I would have

of being able to once again have a time to feel so much my body is no longer mine again, then mine, then out of mine, slipping in and out of possession of everything grounded and earthly and slipping out of reality living only high on emotions 

i sang for you and felt so exposed as if everyone could see 

in front of everyone but nobody could ever know, no one could ever know