A Wilbran poem I wrote quite a while ago and posted on Tumblr and since wilbran was kinda created by conan gray im posting it her

Quiet

Quiet, quiet while you sleep,

The keys cold in my palm as I leave.

I glance back at you tear stained face.

God, I'm sorry, I said what I said.

Quiet, quiet in the dark.

Thoiugh my mind isn't.

The metal of the car warm beneath my hands.

I'm sorry for leaving, It's all I know.

Quiet, quiet on the road.

The steering weel covered in my white knuckles.

I know I should do better.

I try to do better,

But I can't.

Quiet, quiet when my tears my free.

I'm sorry Wil

I think through glassy eyes.

I'm sorry Wil,

I'm sorry for hurting you, doubting you.

I'm sorry,

I'm sorry for not being a good enough lover nor friend.

I'm sorry Wil,

I'm sorry for not being enough, for being too much.

I'm sorry Wil,

I'm sorry that I couldn't love you right while I was there,

Maybe I could love you better from afar.

I'm sorry Wil.