I'm sorry.
You weren't what they wanted.
Im sorry.
You were just another person's drive-by.
Im sorry.
You were there standing alone to see the back of their head as they leave.
Im sorry.
For wanting them to say.
Utter again.
"Im sorry", as I look in the mirror looking at a reflection; me.
YOU ARE READING
Souls rehabilitation.
RandomWhen you cannot say something, write it. This is where souls go to for rehab. Words that are left unsaid, are written here. Feelings that are left unexpressed, are written here. Just a human going through a hurricane of dullard feelings and thoughts.
