Forgive me, my dear—
for I have taken too long to return;
with the seasons changing from spring to winter.
Your feet and back must have ached,
with all the waiting you had made.
Did you weep when you wake,
as you were left betrayed?
Forgive me, my dear—
for I could not keep my words.
It pains me—it kills me;
that I could not kiss those tears away,
that I could not take you somewhere faraway.
Forgive me, my dear—
for I could not give the flowers you love;
that you have to bring them to my grave.
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See You On The Other Side
Poetry"Isn't it awful to find love at such a young age and be robbed of it for the rest of your life?" This is a collection of poetry and prose dedicated to every person who couldn't find a way to move forward from their past. To every person who loved so...
