Landslide

I brought myself to disappear

once or twice in my life

but I never wanted the landslide

to happen to anyone else.

I know how much I wanted

was something I never had

to defend and tolerate.

You said love has always been

the same as it always has been.

But why am I feeling like a clown?

Why am I becoming someone

I never wanted to become one?

I’ve been fooled by you

and your ocean blue eyes.

It is in my honest being

that I fell in love with you.

But why do I feel like I’m falling

past the mountains and into a pit?

Even though you love me,

we’re not like Romeo and Juliet.

We are not from duelling households.

We tend to find comfort in each other

without the violent tastes of the sun.

We’re not a landslide fallen over head.

But I wanted to be with you.

Is it a crime to want you?

Is it a crime to be the girl

you’ve always wanted?

I loved you since I was seventeen

but my heart seemed to wonder.

And I hurt you by doing so.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.