When I Fuck Up

Our love is a blues song

Of bent notes and heartbreaking tension

That never, never, never resolves.

Sometimes it hurts too much to want so much, to wait so much

To touch.

To touch her sweet face. 

To kiss those full lips that fill me with joy, with pain.

I love her, I love her so, in my soul 

The whole of me is aching

Quaking on the verge of tears

To be near her and hold her in my arms

So when I fuck up, when I say too much

Her pain tears me in two.

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