So now..
You're getting-
The help..
You need.
The help..
I couldn't give you.
And I must say..
I'm glad.
I wish you-
The best.
And I hope you-
Stay strong.
And I must say..
I'm sorry.
I'm honestly so-
So-
Sorry..
•For hating you.
•For saying some of-
The things I said.
•For not being able-
To handle it.
•For not..
Speaking up,
And getting you-
Help-
Sooner.
I guess..
I thought-
I could do a better job..
Of helping you,
Than anyone else.
Obviously,
I was wrong.
BUT-
It's not about me.
And all I wanted..
To say,
Was..
I'm sorry.
And..
I know-
You'll be stronger,
And better,
And happier..
Soon.
So hold on.
Hold on tight..
Layla.
Just hold on tight.
YOU ARE READING
The Words of a Person
PoesíaMy words. Typed. As if- They could ever be called- Neat. *WARNING* Life is fucked up- So I guess I am too.