Attempted Love

“Is it an apology I owe,
a head lowered soft spoken
soliloquy
of some saturated sincerity
for the roughness of these hands,
of this voice, and the words
it speaks?
There’s no other way
of being, no other me
than this.
If it’s I’m Sorry
I owe, I’ll say it, proudly,
but I don’t think it is,
I really don’t think
it is.
You’re Welcome,
feels so much more
honest.”

– Tyler Knott Gregson