My World - Poem by Kelsea Osterman
You were my world.
My whole world.
I am so sorry for all that i have done.
What I did you can never forgive,
but atleast give me one more shot.
You know I hate to beg,
but for you I would beg all day.
I love you and I just realized that.
What we had was so really.
Believe me after I did what I did
it was the one thing I have regreted all my life.
I love you and I want to be part
of your life and you a part of mine.
Please forgive me for I love you
with all my heart.
And my world is not the same
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