It started as a laugh,
just two friends enjoying
eachother's company.
That's not how it ended.
I said something without thinking,
something I do far too much
with this mouth of mine.
You didn't like it.
You were offended.
I immediately felt terrible.
I really didn't mean it.
But you didn't care.
What had been said
had been said.
I want to take it back.
I'm sorry.
The problem is,
you don't believe me.
You're still mad.
Please forgive me.
YOU ARE READING
Paint Me Flawless
Poetry❝ Call me beautiful Paint me flawless Because I want to be accepted, And desired. ❞ (My lame poetry book)