I'm Sorry

Was it destiny or God's idea

who might know.

Two souls blue and red fuse together

to create the magnificent purple.

Out of no where, out of Math

which you, cross ones path.

And tiny it was, that sparkle

It grew and grew, and stayed like a tattoo

If my sparkle were a desert, 

you would see only sand.

If my sparkle were a star

late at night, only light.

And if my sparkle could grow wings

I'd be souring like fins

One thing I have to say I'm sorry my beloved may not stay

With you even darkness was pleasant

And made it for me a blessing.

I'm sorry for messing up

And causing all your tears.

I acknowledge you my dear, gave me a billion of chances

And that giving it too many chances is useless

You are like my Juliet

And want to keep being your Romeo.