The Good, The Bad, and the Rest

Fighting never came easy to you,
like it does to me.
I was born this way: bold and strong,
but you aren't like me.
My heart is not easily broken,
cruel words are just words.

Lying is second nature to me
it's all I ever got.
Then I met you, and I got so much more,
but I'm not like you.
Things aren't as simple as I'd like,
and I can be so distant.

For all the empty "I love you"s,
for every apology I never meant,
I am truly sorry.There is more to me
than just broken promises.
But you never got to see that,
and, I promise, I'm sorry for that, too.