I have never fully grasped
the gravity of an apology until
I have starved myself waiting for one.
I was all pieces when he left,
led to believe that an apology
from the person who caused
this unwary chest to sink
would glue me back to who I was.
All hunger and regret,
I waited for a single word
to fix the wreckage and free my soul,
never really realising that peace
was already inside me,
I only have to forgive myself.