I’m sorry I didn’t end it sooner. I knew it would come to this. I knew there would come a time letting go of you would be like cutting off a part of my limbs.
I’m sorry I made it go on for so long. I made it last this long even if I knew we were never a match. Even if I knew I was dragging myself into a trap, I stayed. I tried.
I’m sorry I made the wrong decision. I decided to stick with you even if I felt like you were not enjoying. Even when I saw you’d rather be somewhere else instead, I held on to you.
I’m sorry I was too weak. I didn’t have enough courage to tell you I was in pain. I held it all in, praying things would change. I kept it inside; hoping things would be different when I opened my eyes the next day.
I’m sorry I lied. I led myself to believe everything was okay. Even though all the signs pointed to no, I still kept telling myself yes.
I’m sorry I gave you so many chances. I led you to believe second, third, fourth chances were easily acquired. For the times I tore down the wall simply because I wanted to be with you.
I’m sorry I am where I am now. A girl wanting so much to be with you; a girl who can’t make you love her, a girl who would still choose not to end it, fight to make it last, opt to be weak just to be with you, lie to make you feel loved, tear down the wall just for you.
I’m sorry I love you.
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Posted by Spears31Allie at April 9, 2011, 7:41 am