It's not until recently
That I realize
How hard it's always been for you.
The moments I had taken for granted
Seem like fiction in my own made up fantasy,
But I know what it feels like.
You have always been yearning for a glimpse,
A taste, a sight
Of friendship.
It's not until now,
When I'm alone and friendless,
That I see how hard it must have always been for you.
I'm sorry for taking your pain for granted,
For never truly understanding
Until now.
I'm so, so sorry.
Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 11:38 PM UTC
It's not until recently
That I realize
How hard it's always been for you.
The moments I had taken for granted
Seem like fiction in my own made up fantasy,
But I know what it feels like.
You have always been yearning for a glimpse,
A taste, a sight
Of friendship.
It's not until now,
When I'm alone and friendless,
That I see how hard it must have always been for you.
I'm sorry for taking your pain for granted,
For never truly understanding
Until now.
I'm so, so sorry.
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