A Letter to the Next One

A letter to the next one:

Let me start out with an apology 

For I think it’s only fair

that you know I’m delicate,

that I don’t fall easily

but I fall hard

That sometimes I cry

for reasons unknown--

like sun showers--

it doesn’t last long.

Let me apologize for not trusting

I’ve done that before

it didn’t end well

and I was left with only pieces

trying to stitch myself together 

without a pattern or guide to help.

Let me apologize for any baggage

You may be great but 

I might not be ready

That the last guy toyed with my heart

and left me fragile

unsure of how to move, breath, live.

Finally, let me revoke all of my apologies

I’m not sorry for my past

or how it’s shaped me.

If you want to be mine

you know this will happen

And I expect--no I demand--

that you love me still.