rough times.

i'm sorry, my love!
i feel so ashamed
for leaving you the same way
they have left me behind!

i've longed for you
every day, waiting for
the perfect opportunity
to crawl back on my knees -

begging for forgiveness.
begging for inspiration.

for guidance. & confidence.

and though you've flirted with me
all but a few times since then,

i just want you to know
that, no matter what happens,

it is you - poetry - who made me who i am.

and though sometimes
i can't find that perfect rhyme,

i will always and forever
be no less

than poet.