Remorse
I loved you so much; we were all hurt so bad.
If you're reading this you might think I'm mad.
You hurt me, I hurt you, mean and harsh words were never few;
Everything was always so misconstrued.
As I'm lying here writing and thinking about what I saw,
Also I am thinking that it was partially my fault.
And I'm sorry for that; really I am.
Sometimes this feels like an awful scam.
I don't know, maybe it was all me.
Maybe I caused all of this pain and tension that won't cease.
It's just it was always so fucked up, every minute of every day.
It was such a bad feeling that never has gone away.
You didn't know how to show it; how to make it work.
And I am admitting that I was a jerk.
Sometimes this makes me crazy; it makes me want to scream!
So I am going to try and let go and tell you what I mean.
Right now I am going to tell you what I am feeling.
It's hard because I know that what I am about to do you probably won't.
I'm going to make amends here and now.
It's no joke.
Again I'll say it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I love and forgive you; I really do.
