I am sorry,
for all that made you feel bad.
I am sorry for all acts of mine,
that made you feel sad.
I am sorry for being,
being so rude to you,
Nothing in my heart as such.
It's just love and respect that i have for you.
I am sorry for all
For all that made you feel low.
As an super genious couple,
With all decency our relation will surely grow.
I might be kidish at times,
at times i made you feel bad.
Everytime i promise you,
For not to hurt you again, will not make you feel sad.
I assure you this time, will not repeat this again,
Conside me as your wisest wife, not a reason for your pain.
Will not disobey you,
will never make you feel bad.
This is my promise to you,
because of me...you will never be sad.
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