I'm sorry.
Something I say so often because I am truly sorry.
I like to apologize for others, it helps break down grudges in my head and after all, everything is always my fault even when it's not.
So I apologize for you,
And myself.
I'm sorry.
I did not realize that you were clueless.
I did not understand that you were so blind to the kind of love that I was giving out to you; I thought it was clear.
Let me explain.
I loved you,
With every bits and pieces of my soul.
I never felt this way.
I craved your attention and presence every day that God gave me,
Because foolishly I was convinced that you were all mine.
I should have listened the first times you hesitated to say the words,
I should have never proceeded on with the emotions, but my heart desired it more than the brain could resist it.
I'm sorry for loving you so hard,
And being passionate to these feelings you didn't want.
I won't ever mistake you for my lover again,
You made me understand that loud and clear.
I promise you it won't happen again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem