I'm sorry I waited.
I'm sorry I thought about you so much.
I'm sorry that you were what I debated.I'm sorry that I thought you'd come back.
After all the shit I put you through.
I'm sorry that all I see is black.I'm sorry that I kept in touch.
It just makes it worse.
I'm sorry that I missed you so much.But yet you confuse me
With all your care and help.
Somehow you still turn the key.I didn't even see.
Though you'll never see this,
I say to you:
Im sorry I was me.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry of thought
PoetryPoems and aspirations of my mind. Sometimes short stories [Not constantly updated]