You may have hurt me; This much is true.
You were in the wrong; that much is clear.
I still miss you; I know it's sad.
I read you my poetry; I know it was bad.
You didn't laugh (too hard), so I was overjoyed.
Though you broke my heart, I shouldn't have tried
To hurt you, too, though I was just hurt more
Trying to hurt you, I was glad to be bad at it.
Being a spiteful person was something I didn't relish or enjoy.
I'm not proud of being the seeker of revenge.
I truly wish you well, but it still hurts you see;
I thought I was past it, but it still lingers with me.
The pain I felt did not dull quickly
It slowly went away, but not too swiftly.
I've been happy since and lived a good life.
I've not sought discord and I've been good to friends.
I've loved since you, been hurt since then
I wish I could forget you
But sometimes I remember.
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