I love you so much

Achingly from deep within

But I am out of practice

And sometimes I fail to deliver the gift

I pretend that since it is the underlying truth

That the message is always conveyed

But now I recognize

That what you receive is mostly the junk on top

I’m sorry for every wasted chance

To be there for you

To hold you when you needed to be held

But instead withholding out of fear of it not being returned

I’m not asking for forgiveness

Or even reciprocation

All I ask is for the opportunity in this moment

To give you everything I got

Thank you