Poetry Is Makes Sense If You Try To Understand

*sigh*

I dont usually say sorry,
Because my pride gets in the way.
But this time, all i have is worry,
That our days will turning away.

We've had mild fights.
But this time i really did it.
I burned out the little lights
Thats were shining in your heart.

My words hurt a lot.
I know, sometimes they
Attack my deepest slot.
Sometimes they bring joy.

I never thought i meant
Much to you. Not this much.
I always felt like a black ant
But i was a fool for such.

Trying to be deeply sincere,
Without putting exaggeration.
Before you could see insecure
Turning please into frustration
I wanna say um Sorry.

*sigh*