I wonder if you think that I
am as witless as I feel,
falling to my knees and begging you for forgiveness
never realizing that when we first met
you had given to me all of the blatant certainty
I would ever need.
I wonder too, If I’ve ever made you as happy
as you have made me,
but then I think, “Of course,
there was I time that I must have.”.
Even though, I know I haven’t.
That realization, although sober, biting,
has never, will never
stop me from trying.
Maybe that is just another facet
that makes us different,
but more likely,
it is the only thing about the two of us
that is the same.