My heart fell, my stomach knotted,
I pleaded, I cried, I apologized.
I owned up to the wrong I did to you, and your beautiful trust-
I regret
You don't know, but you're the only one who still calls,
my whole day rests on the notification on the screen-
and I still was stupid enough to mess it up
I regret it
I can't imagine truly functioning without you,
please, please don't shut me out,
please, please still be my best friend in the morning
I regret it, but
Don't worry, the but is there for me,
and my stinking pile of guilt that lies on my chest,
I shouldn't have done it, I hope you forgive me, it's all I have left
I regret it, but I
I wonder if Eve regretted the apple and the fall?
How could she apologize to Adam,
for one stupid mistake, and yet everything was wrecked-
I regret it, but I deserve
I am sorry, it's not enough
I regret it, so so very much
please forgive me, this poem, it's for you
I regret it, but I deserve your anger, be mad-
but still be my friend in the morning?
This probably isn't worth reading, but poetry is how I vent.