You asked me how long forever is as we laid on your dusty couch in a borrowed apartment
with a sigh I replied sometimes, just one second

Nothing good ever
comes like it did
when I had you around

Eyes are blind,
You look with
the heart, the soul, the mind

Some memories are just graffiti to the soul
Father time's hands can try to scrub the artwork away but some
images will forever  be tattooed a woeful masterpiece

I am sorry to all my pass lovers, I am sorry I did not know how to love you. I am sorry that I could not find worth in your smile, that I could not find anything but lust in your body. I am sorry for all the lost, careless secrets you shared with me. I am sorry that your memories had to be wasted on me. I am sorry I could be so blind, so negligent with your love.