Your shame will be enteral,
your hope will shatter like glass.
Her voice will haunt you,
her face will strike regret in you.
You broke her heart,
and now you have enough courage to say your sorry.
Sorry can't fix the things she gave you,
sorry can't make me take back the nights I stayed up holding her from the pain you caused.
Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 1:44 AM UTC
Your shame will be enteral,
your hope will shatter like glass.
Her voice will haunt you,
her face will strike regret in you.
You broke her heart,
and now you have enough courage to say your sorry.
Sorry can't fix the things she gave you,
sorry can't make me take back the nights I stayed up holding her from the pain you caused.
