we always make up

you can’t tell me i didn’t try,
but you will anyway.
not that you want me to,
but you will anyway.
the pause between us
merits more than lowered eyes
and silent movings of the chest,
mimicking a breath but giving much less
than can be lived with;
the pause between us
merits more than detoured gazes
and silenced apologies.

i wake up every day,
blessed to be beside you.
the least i could do
is find a way to apologize.