I didn’t mean to dim your light,
To turn our laughter into night.
My words, too sharp — they cut too deep,
And now I lose you in my sleep.

If I could wind the clock back slow,
Undo the sting, unmake the blow,
I’d trade my pride for peace instead,
And hold you close, not what I said.

You’ve given me a love so rare,
So warm, so patient, always there —
And still I faltered, blind with fear,
Not seeing I had all right here.

I never meant to let you ache,
To be the cause of what might break.
But if your heart can still forgive,
Then let me learn, and let us live.

For loving you is worth the pain
Of learning how to bloom again —
So take this truth: I’ll make things right,
And fight for us with all my might.