The Apology
I said I was sorry, and it was completely sincere
I'm not sure you knew exactly what I meant by it.
The reason for the apology was never really stated,
But it's been heavy on my heart.
I hope you will forgive me, but I don't deserve that relief.
If you hate me that's fine,
But just know I'll never be able to truly hate you as much as I said.
I'll be here if you need someone to talk to again,
Like back when you told me everything.
I miss the old you, the old us.
I miss how we use to be best friends,
How nobody ever doubted the love we had.
I got too scared, and wanted to stop the misery permanently.
I thought that if you hated me, it would be easier for me to go.
So I broke things off, and planned the time and date I would leave for good.
But then I realized you still cared too much for me,
And maybe that leaving wasn't the right thing to do.
So I stayed, for you. But after a week or two, you didn't seem to care.
I was ready to go, this time I wasn't going to hesitate,
But I had too many questions, and too much time to think.
So now I sit here, still alive and wondering,
What it would've been like if I didn't give up so early.
I'm sorry.
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