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I take a knife to the sails every single day

I throw so many anchors overboard

It’s clear I’m trying to sabotage things

At least it’s clear to me

I deserve a storm

I deserve a shipwreck

I deserve to be stranded

Time ticks so slowly through my incivility

Surely all voices of reason sentence me

Yet you’re sending me smooth sailing

You’re a glutton for securing my ease

And I don’t understand it

I welcome but don’t deserve it

I receive but am flabbergasted

I undress it and find grace

And it’s clear you’re solely responsible

I bring nothing to the table

Nothing except perhaps that

I really do love you in the deepest part

And I’m convinced you love me