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Nov 2017
I’m sorry, I thought you were joking--
I forgot you don’t joke
I just
I don’t mean to hurt you
But it’s so easy to do
I understand that
You passed that trait down to me
And I’ve done my best to hide it
But it doesn’t work
Not completely

I don’t want you to think I’m rude
Were from different generations
Different ways of speech
Words don’t mean the same anymore
Language doesn’t mean the same anymore
My sarcasm isn’t to be taken to heart
It isn’t something meant to be taken at face value

I used to cry every time we fought
I can’t let myself do that anymore
I’d never be able to pull myself together
And I hate that
I’m sorry for that
I’m so
So
Sorry

I really do love you
I’m sorry if sometimes it doesn’t feel like it
I really am
But I don’t know how, not to fight with you
How not to argue

You’re alone in your room right now--
Depressing into your chair
As you do so often
I’m in mine
doing the same
I can’t bring myself to talk to you
To walk to you.
I wouldn’t know what to say
I wouldn’t be able to look at your teary eyes--
I know it would be better than just to sit here,
But still,
I can’t do it

I’m really sorry
Please believe that I am
Bella
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Bella  17/F/USA
(17/F/USA)   
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