It took me,
too long.
Too long,
to figure it out.
I fucked it up,
but I realized it now.
I've been thinking,
for days now.
Without you here,
makes it worse.
Sleeping next to you,
every night.
Waking up to you,
every morning.
All I wanted was,
a girlfriend.
All I got was,
regret on my part.
I can't call you,
mine.
Can I even call you,
a friend?
What I did,
was wrong.
What I did,
was stupid.
I promised,
many times.
It won't happen again,
I have to try.
Crying,
night after night.
Remembering,
how I fucked things up.
I didn't know,
till now.
A tear,
runs down.
A text,
is sent.
Questions asked,
back.
Tears keep,
rolling.
I'm sorry,
for fucking you.
I'm sorry,
for fucking you over.
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i fucked it up...and i can't handle it anymore...i shouldnt have ever fucked her over...depressed again
Please tell me what you think
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im sorry that ur depressed
this is good i like it...
i can feel that u really mean what u said
maybe who ever she is will understand that too
good write tho
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