Dearest, I'm sorry
For all that I've done.
For forgetting you in webs,
Doubt hath spun you upon.

Tell me my dear,
Am I an annoyance,
For if you are happier elsewhere,
I'd even give you guidance.

Slap me, punch me,
Do what you will.
As long as we're good,
The pain shalt be killed.

I swear on my honor,
My pride and my love,
I will never hurt you,
I'll be your angel from above.