I never thought I would ever know
How hard it is to let you go.
I never thought I would ever feel
How cold it was, back then in Creel.
I never thought I’d push you away.
Hoped you were here, forever to stay.
I am sorry for your void, your hurt and your pain.
And don’t blame you for treating me
With this fresh disdain.
I never meant for any of these.
I repent.
Forgive me.
Please.
Monday 19 December 2005
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Published on e-Stories.org on 19.12.2005.
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