Dear me,
This indite goes to you
It saddens me for breaking our rules
And I’m sorry for the non-stop empty promises
That share my similarity with a cold winds
And which brings no rain.
Dear me,
My apologies, for I dismantled your tower of pride
You’d put in much sweat to build
I’m sorry for heeding your warnings
That I thought were a blockage to my happiness
Me, I’m sorry for making you fall in love
Where we only harvested pain and hatred
Dear me,
I’m very sorry for not loving you more than you deserved
But if only I could change over night
And turn into a lady you would like
I would, but it seems like I forgot who we were
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