I think my main mistake was I tried to force.
It was fucking exhausting.
And to try to squeeze you into a box.
Cut off your arms and legs and put you in a block of cement
Which I called love.
And throw the block of cement into the dark cold ocean of my soul.
As if that would turn an underwater wasteland
into a flowery meadow of love and joy and pizza.
So next time
I may just let things
Unfold and not unravel