I wish I could write letters
to dead people.
I could apologize for things I regret now.
I only really have one person to apologize to.
They never had a birthday or a lollipop.
It was my fault.
They never snuggled a puppy.
It was my fault.
They never fell in love or cried.
It was my fault.
I don't know if they ever felt pain,
or if they ever had a thought,
or if they ever heard beautiful music,
but I hope they do now, wherever they are.
I am so sorry,
that I am so selfish.
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