[ am i... ]

am i...
am i revealing too much?
embroidering my heart, my fears, on your clean, white shirt?
you were so pure,  though not innocent.
you were simple and i was jealous.
[i was so goddamned jealous]
i think maybe i took that away from you.
[but it wasn't mine to have]
i took it, but i couldn't make it a part of me.
your heart wouldn't fit in the space mine had been.
my heart invaded you.
it plunged roots inside you.
it held you and it wouldn't let go.
we had something together, that was both beautiful,
and disastrous.
we both recoiled with eager eyes.
but in your eyes i only saw fear.
i hadn't given you my heart.
it had taken you.
and i had no right.
maybe it was poetic justice.
the beautiful, disastrous thing i took from you.
[wasn't mine to take]
was taken from me.