This is me,
Apologizing.
Saying sorry
For whatever it
Is I have done
To you,
Whatever small
Things I’ve forgotten
Or the attempts
That have failed.

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry our
Friendship
Couldn’t last,
I’m sorry for
Everything
I’ve done to
Ruin
It, and
I’m sorry for
All the things
I couldn’t do
And all the things
I could.

I’m sorry
For flitting
In and out of
Your life,
All the coming
And going,
Never staying
Still,
Never learning.

I’m sorry.

Someday,
I pray,
That you’ll
See me from
Afar, or think
Of me due to
Some offhanded
Comment or
Experiencing
Nostalgia,
And I pray
That you’ll
Think back on
Our friendship
And the times
We had and
Think

                        She once was my very best friend.
                        How different my life is because of her.

And you’ll
Keep thinking
And thinking,
And I pray you
Decide that
It wasn’t so
Bad,

Me changing your life.

I want to keep
Everything flowing
From me in such
Stupid honesty,
But the kindness
And apologies
Stop there.

I can’t say
I miss you,
I can’t say
That I’m so
Mournful of
Your leaving,
Of you moving
On and
Replacing
Me.

Because I’m not.

I’m not sorry for that.

I’m not sorry
For your silent
Judgments of me
That I’m sure
You thought
Were well-hidden.

I’m not sorry
For watching you
Turn from God
Himself, and
Letting me crumble.

                      I’m not sorry
I say.
                   You’d never been there for me,
                   And all I did was listen to you.
                   The world fell, piece by piece,
                   Around me, and all you saw
                  Was your selfish reflection.

I’m not sorry.

You never could
See me.

You just saw
A jester and
A confidence-booster.

Never a person,
Never the feelings,
Never me.

Just the jester.

Blocking out the world,
Drowning the emptiness in my chest.

The sleepless nights welcome me in with open arms.

Hypnotized...
Going through the motions, but not feeling.
Half asleep, somewhere inbetween consciousness.

I want to let it go.

But he made me feel like...
Like someone.

He gave me someone to impress,
Someone to talk to,
And a goal.

I felt alive...
Physically, I'm fine. Could use a trip to the gym, but I'm fine.
Emotionally, I feel dead. At the saddest time throughout this whole mess, I didn't cry.
There weren't any tears left.

No anger, no tears, no words.

Drowning everything and everyone out with music with lyrics that don't even make sense.
Nothing does anymore.

i'm sorry for being foolish
i'm sorry for being naive
i'm sorry for being dumb
i'm sorry for being too carefree

i'm sorry for being jealous
i'm sorry for being blunt
i'm sorry for being in the clouds
i'm sorry for trying to pull this stunt

i'm sorry for all the trouble i've caused
i'm sorry for hurting her
i'm sorry for getting in the way
i'm sorry for being a ****

i'm sorry i thought you cared
i'm sorry for trusting you
i'm sorry that you lied to me
but most of all,
i'm sorry for loving you.

Temporary things never last.



Tis' why they are temporary.



Your love was temporary.





Like sugared gum. So sweet for the first few minutes.







Slowly turning into a depleted lump, burdening your tongue.

















But you spit me out.
I was determined to live with the tasteless blob, hoping it would morph back into something beautiful.













I guess I see why I was pulled from the inside.
I settled, yet I was still yesterday's trash.









My bubble burst.









Now it's only me left with the sticky mess.

Her fingers form fists.
Her emotions are distraught.
She closes her eyes,
She's confused and lost in thought.

She's falling into tomorrow.
Hoping someone's waiting there.
She let's her thoughts form words,
But really should she dare?

Her only desires,
Are less than you know
She's torn in half with ragged edges,
She's afraid to let that show.

Butterflies float by
And she wishes once more.
She takes a deep breath
And lies face up on the floor.

"The answer's aren't in the sky."
But maybe that's not true.
Tell her the truth.
That's all she asks from you.

Is it understandable?
The answer, she fears.
She blinks and stares again,
Pretending she can't feel the tears.

I expected broken promises,
But you left a broken soul.
I hoped this time'd be different,
But it's the Same I've grown to know.

You spoke of crush,
Altered by a greater fall.
But it shouldn't make much difference;
Like is like, after all.

She burned your heart,
Ripped it out,
But I'm here to cool the flames.
She didn't care,
No ounce of love,
Just playing out her games.

The second choice,
Not too bad.
If only that was an option.
You're done with her,
And here I wait,
Still no interest I've gotten.

So tell me,
If you may,
What might it be,
That I could say
To hold your heart,
Within my hand?
Together in one part
It'd stand.

I'd do what I could
To prove
To you
Just how much I care.
I'll fight for you,
As long as you need,
And never leave your side.

So love me,
Or love me not.
Just know, your words
Are not forgot.

So if you make a promise,
To me this dead of night,
I'll wake in the morning,
With everything alright.