I'm sorry for all the fights I started,
About things so trivial and small.
My need to be right was so consuming,
But I never meant to hurt you at all.

I'm sorry for all the jealousy
That was never justified.
I trusted you and your loyalty,
But insecurities did preside.

I'm sorry for telling you what to do,
For taking control within your life.
I just wanted us to be happy and perfect,
I didn't want to cause you strife.

I'm sorry for being so stressed all the time,
And for taking it out on you.
For all of the snapping and many bad moods,
You were never at fault, it's true.

I'm sorry for all the harsh things I said,
When we fought and when I was sad.
So afraid of seeming weak so I snapped;
I went too far, but always felt bad.

I'm sorry for loving you so so much,
That my heart ruled over my head.
I was crazy and stupid when emotions ran high,
It's no wonder why you fled.

So I thank you for all you've done for me,
And all the things that you have not.
From you I've learnt to improve myself,
And appreciate what I've got.

You saved me , you made
          A smile on my face

And then
                You left,
Leaving me broken.

Then,  I got
                 Sad.
And now there is blood on my wrists.

Okay, Cupid, tell me true-
The hell'd I ever do to you?
You flap about, your bowstring drawn
Aiming just to lead me on.

"Oh, she's the one!" You always say,
And with a 'thwip', arrows away!
And when it hits, right in my heart,
Proceeds to tear the world apart.

And then you just flutter away,
No doubt thinking "good job, today!"
But Cupid, sir, you fail to tell
That my poor heart is in for hell.

Now, love is grand, don't get me wrong,
But never seems to last for long.
Those arrows you're so fond to fire
Are sometimes too quick to expire.

So, Cupid, mate, step up your game,
Or redirect your blasted aim.
If love is such a complex trick,
Don't shoot at me you little *****!