Beg in Bloomington, MN

I am a liar.
My words were poison and everything I touched got filthy.
Except Iris.
She was the best part of who I was. The only bright spark in my dull, gray world. But denial made me stupid and a cruel insult destroyed everything I hoped to have with the girl of my dreams.
Now I will crawl on my knees and grovel because sometimes, even rock Gods have to beg.