I'm sorry that I put you through hell I'm sorry that I made you feel you weren't worthy I'm sorry it took me so long to see That you were the only one for me I'm sorry if I made you cry I'm sorry that I just couldn't lie I’m sorry I have no self control And I’m sorry if you loved me at all
You have the bravest heart The strongest emotions. After all the harm I’ve caused, you still want my lovin I think I lost your love Oh baby, it’s a shame. But how can I be mad at you, when I’m the one to blame?
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres Corinthians 13:4-8
You’re voice is full of toxins that spill into words, words that make me naive because of the chemicals they expose when you open your mouth, They cause me to need you, to trust you, to love you. It’s a drug, one that I can’t stop inhaling.
If this is love, why are you never there for me? If this is love, why do you lie to me? If this is love, why do you cheat on me? If this is love, why do you hurt me? If this is love, why do you constantly have to reassure me? If this is love, why don't you show it? If this was love, it wouldn't feel like it does.
I know that in some ways, I've disappointed you. And that's why I can't ask you for help anymore. You always made me feel stupid, you always made me think I could've done better. You always told me not to cry, you said it isn't pretty. I know that you're disappointed in me, because I wanted to know who my mother was. But just know that, I'm disappointed in you, too For keeping me from finding out.
I miss your voice in the midst of the night. I miss your hand in mine. I miss loopy late night giggles. I miss skin to skin contact just not being close enough for us. I miss relief from the nightmares with you by my side. I guess I miss you the most at night.
I miss your fingertips running through my hair in the middle of the night. I miss you waking up because I can't sleep, to pull me in close. I miss when you noticed all the little things. I miss midnight conversations, and playing around on the floor. I miss your voice and the comfort it brings me when you say "it's going to be alright"