I'm sorry...

sadly, I doubted
despite the truth;
confused with the signs
in between the words;
you told me to use my heart
persistently, I used my head.

Forgive me...

I made up bitter thoughts
in your absence;
I talked (and nagged!)
despite your need for silence.
I hated blindly,
even if your love was all that abounded.

I regret it

Recklessly writing you a letter I didn't mean
to show my rage;
for even allowing this unjustified anger for you
to lurk inside me;
to have had a share of some blissful moments,
only to cause both of us to tear, bleed, scar.

Give me some time...

To tell you the painful truth (though you may doubt it):