All Sincerities
I'm sorry,
That I am the way I am.
I don't have to apologize for some things,
But for others,
I must deeply apologize.
I'm sorry that I'm okay,
When everythings peaches and cream,
But when things don't go my way,
My vision turns red,
And I shut you out.
I'm sorry I gave you a hard time,
When I should have been congragulating you.
I'm sorry I misread the conversation,
And twisted it to imperfection.
I'm sorry I wasn't more supportive,
More dedicated,
Spent time looking backwards,
When you were looking to the future.
I'm sorry I wasn't better.
Thanks for staying with me regardless.
Thanks for forgiving my stupidities.
I can only hope,
That I'm as good for you,
As you are for me.
Please accept my apologies,
With the deepest,
Of all sinceritites,
So that I may be better.
I'll be for you,
What you are for me.
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