I’m sorry if I approached you like a wave –
crashing at your feet as you stared beyond me.
All I wanted as I reached at your skin
was to feel you want me around you again.
But that’s not what worked and I aimed to drown.
I pushed and pulled and you’re sinking down.
You got stuck in my tide with the changing day,
that’s what we get, for I’m a tidal wave.
