it is time you know that my love is like
the weather.
(both fleeting and fickle
don’t try to make me predictable.)

i’m sorry i can’t be more consistent.
i know you wish for consecutive sunny days
with warmth and blue skies
daffodils that bloom each and every spring

i’m sorry i throw a hailstorm at you
when you have to walk to work.
i’m sorry i’m the blizzard that cancels your flight.
or the tornado that turns your house upside down.

i’m sorry that my love is like a
tsunami
with tidal waves
that knock you over
my ever-changing affection blows swift like the wind
one moment it’s there
it’s yours
and the next it’s not.

you tried and that’s admirable.
you tried to weather
the weather.
but i ruined you
like
a
mudslide
uprooting
your whole life.