just so you know

that was not
that poem
intended to be a complaint
it was intended
as a love poem
I complain plenty
I hate what celibacy does to me
but
my choice
and still
not a poem complainer
I just haven't been writing much
and
I've been wanting to
and
I thought you'd like that
but
then I got paranoid that you
wouldn't take it in the spirit intended
so I'm writing this explanatory bullshit
which probably ruins it
but
whatever


I love you