I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you sooner, maybe I could have saved you. But the old you is dead and I wonder who is the monster that made you.
Im sorry I think about you and the weight of your burdens. It’s not as heavy as the weight in my heart when I’m hurting. I lost myself inside of you while trying to find some truth. Say you don’t lie but that’s all you do.
Went to you when I needed comfort and affection. What I found instead was abuse and rejection. You speak to me again through your silence. You’ve lost your heart but to you is where mine went. Not an enemy never have I been. No matter what you say or what you believe you will always be my friend.
I’m sorry for hurting you because I know that did. I hope that one day you learn to be loved and know to forgive. I’m sorry I didn’t get to be the person you needed. Like you I am tired of being hurt and mistreated.
I’m sorry that we never got to see our plans come into fruition. When you come to mind it’s always the same image I envision. I’m sorry that lately we I’m sorry for the way I reacted to your confession. I’m sorry that you constantly feel like you have to bring up my transgressions.
I don’t think it’s right or that it’s fair that we never talk about what you’ve done. I think we’ve gone too far with this you’ve won. Im sorry that we no longer get along and happiness seems to evade us. If we stand back and can be sincere we will see what a lack of restraint does. I don’t want to say it but this is a strange love. Im sorry that we only get along long enough to blame lust.
I’m sorry you are such a mess. I’m sorry that I didn’t get to tell you the things my heart is yearning to express. Perhaps it is true that somethings are better left unsaid. Calls that were never answered, the same for letters that were sent but never read.
I’m sorry that you can’t be who and what you use to be. I remember all the times I was at your door just to be told to leave. I turned around and walked down this empty street.
By: Jose Serrano