coffeelove

I'm sorry. I'm sorry for using you, for not loving you, for thinking I could love you but then I couldn't.
I'm sorry it's not your arm I want to lay my head upon at night, I'm sorry it's not you I want to spend every night with in a small, cramped up bed and it will become too hot, too sticky, too clammy.
I'm sorry cause it feels like I tricked you. Every one of you. I'm so so sorry.
But I'm just as alone as you are. I too spend my nights alone. I too wish those I love could love me back.