33 : Those Words

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I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry,
Those words I want you to say to me,
With a pure heart, with true intention,
Of being so sorry, a heartfelt admission.

I deserve your apology, I know not,
Perhaps I do, or maybe I do not.
I'm a fool for wishing for it alone,
Like a dog waiting for its master's return.

I wait for you to say those words,
Those words that mean so much,
Like a simple "sorry" that would heal my broken heart,
And make my soul whole once more.

But the wait has been long, and my patience wanes,
My heart aches with each passing day.
I wonder if those words will ever come,
Or if they are simply a dream, a mirage in the sun.

Perhaps I should let go and move on,
But my heart is too stubborn, too strong.
I cling to hope, to the possibility,
Of hearing those words, and finally being free.

So I wait, like a flower in the rain,
Hoping for the sun to shine again.
And when it does, and those words are spoken,
My heart will be mended, and my spirit awoken.

For there is power in those words,
A magic that can heal and restore.
And though I may wait a lifetime,
I'll keep hoping, and praying for more.

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