I'm sorry for laughing and showing my big funny smile too much when you're around.
I'm sorry for looking too deep in your siren eyes, whose shades go from honey when you're happy and chocolate brown when you're sad.
I'm sorry to tell you everything, just because I feel the need to.
I'm sorry for being intense, just like you always say you are.
I'm sorry that people don't like me like they love you.
I'm sorry to listen to your sister talking bad about you, but if I don't, will you still be able to like me?
I'm sorry I'm too young to understand.
I'm sorry about the way I still laugh so hard when watching our old videos.
I'm sorry that my eyes sometimes look at your lips, but how can I dream about something if I don't know what it looks like?
I'm sorry for repeating the songs' beats on my thighs when the music gets too good in your car.
I'm sorry that I confuse you, even if I don't want to.
I'm sorry that she's the one I told about you, even if you don't know her.
I'm sorry to annoy you.
I'm sorry that I feel the need to be there for you, even if you would like me to be someone else.
I'm sorry for sharing with you the songs I like, only for you to see the world like I do.
I'm sorry that I can't decide if I should love you or not, because if you don't feel the same way, then it won't be the same ever again.
I'm sorry to take things for granted, to take you for granted.
I'm sorry for being childish, for not being mature enough.
I'm sorry that my parents don't accept him, the same way they'll maybe never accept you.
I'm sorry to make you choose.
I'm sorry that I'm not able to look away from you, because each time I can't help but repeating to myself how beautiful you are in your own way, which makes you even more beautiful.
I'm sorry for making you feel like you can't be with me.
I'm sorry to keep my feelings for you a secret, but who could I even tell?
I'm sorry for wanting to travel around the world with you, sipping coffee in little cafes and hiking majestical mountains.
I'm sorry to ask you about your future, but it is only because I want to be sure I have a place in it.
I'm sorry to talk about you to my friends and family, but I can't help it.
You have a pretty special place in my life now, and you don't have to be sorry for it.
hi everyone :). for the beginning of this (I hope) poetry book, I thought it would be a good idea to write about someone apologizing to the person she loves, and forgiving the person at the end. don't worry if you didn't like it, the next parts are going to be more.. poetic. don't be shy to give me feedback!
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i forgive you
PoetryHe asked in his dreamy voice tinted with worry: "Will you forgive me, one day?" I couldn't help but say: "You're already forgiven. You always were." A miscellany of my poems about forgiving others in love, hate, sadness, and all those emotions that...