I’m sorry.
I’m sorry I let him take me when you needed me most
I’m sorry I let him destroy me
I’m sorry I let him destroy us
He took so much of me
All of me
But it was so slow, so calculated, and so manipulative
No one saw it coming, not even you, not even me
He started stealing little bits, and then big chunks
and before I knew it there was nothing left
When you came back
there was nothing for me to give you
and you needed so much
and I wasn’t me.
In fact I’ll never be that me again, she’s gone
He destroyed her and I built a new me.
I miss her. And I miss you.
And I hate that he stole me.
And although I spend all my time
thinking how strong I am,
how tall I stand,
how much I grew and how wise I now am…
I still wish from time to time that I could rewind.
That I could take back all my pieces.
That I could put them back, just as they were.
In just the same order.
And I could give them to you instead.
Because I know you would have cared for them.
Tended to them.
And returned them.
And I could still be that me.
And we could still be us.
And I wouldn't have to keep saying
I'm sorry.
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Life happens we make mistakes but we are not the mistakes of the past as long as we learn and grown..we cannot hold ourselves prisoners to the past ...time heals all..🌹
Thanks for reading and for your words
Pleasure🌹
Thoughts in time is absolutely right in her comment. We are not the mistakes, we are matured and shaped by our mistakes and joys. They are our character born of experience. This will inevitably lead to wisdom.... wisdom may be read about, but cannot be taught by anything other than one's own life.
I sense such sadness, regret, sorrow, guilt here... To have chosen, voluntarily or not, the wrong person... Relatable and, under each line, quite devastating. To miss what once was, to wish you could go back... But this knew you, is worth that person's time too. I really liked this one. Well expressed.
Thank you. This was one that came out effortlessly out of true emotions. I'm glad it shows.
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