I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I wasn't good enough,
Crying over you has become a formality,
With my favourite memory with you being replayed over and over again like its a highlight reel,
I tried to fix things with you but we got disconnected.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I never took your heart into consideration,
Always whining about how my heart is broken,
But I shot myself in the foot,
I let the devil creep in,
Anxiety attacks became common
I'm sorry that I ever got jaded.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that year's later I'm about to tell you the truth,
The one that's had a hold on me,
I'm sorry that the timing will be off,
I'm on my knees I'm begging for forgiveness,
And if i cry before your eyes...
You don't have to stay and watch.
The Truth part 1 and part 2 coming this weekend 👍🔥
YOU ARE READING
THE MORNING AFTER
Poetry"My love for you runs so deep, It is hard for me to even sleep. Every time I see your eye, All I want to do is cry. When I touch your lovely skin, I get so nervous from within" a continuation of midnight thoughts my previous book if you haven't read...
