Unresolved mess

These past few months,

I haven’t been myself.

I met some people,

who made me aware

of parts of me

which I myself wasn’t aware of.

But being the person that I am,

I messed up, again,

even with them.

I’m sorry,

for how I left things,

unresolved, between us.

I want to talk and

I wish it were that easy…

But I don’t know how to,

or what to say.

I want to clear things up,

even if that means

an end for us.

P.S.-

What did you think of this poem? Have you ever met someone whose presence is just something that you never want to lose? But then you had to part ways because of some things you wish hadn’t occurred? Share your experience below!