I’m sorry it didn’t work out but I meant it all
When I said I love you to the moon and back I meant it then and I mean it now
I’m sorry but I meant it all
I’m not sorry I said those things
I’m not sorry I still mean them
I’m just sorry you didn’t
I’m sorry those words didn’t mean the same thing to you
You stabbed me in the back and broke off the knife
And I slowly expelled it like a splinter
Slowly healing over the course of years
Damn near half a decade and I’d still do almost anything for you
But you don’t feel the same
You’re not there anymore
I still remember your hand in mine
I still remember the taste of you
Do you dream of me like I dream of you
I’m sorry I meant it all
I’m sorry I still do
Because you left
And even though you’re back in my life
It’s not the same
It’s not an open gaping wound any longe
But its still an ache
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