I'm sorry if I didn't
answer your calls,
between 1 and 3 in the morning;
I'm sorry If I haven't
replied to you ever since,
I'm sorry if I keep
on hiding,
on lying,
and on ignoring you;
but trust me, please, Those were the last things that I want to do;
And I'm sorry for leaving,
I have my reasons
that I can never tell.
I'm sorry if it took this long, to tell you what I truly feel.
I'm sorry, because I can never be like what you want me to be;
-- like them.
And for the last time,
I'm sorry,
because you will never get to read this poem.
BINABASA MO ANG
Words Left Unsaid | Poetry
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