(1830 - 1902 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

I'M Sorry

This Poem is for someone special

Sometimes when I’m mad, I say things I do not mean
I become defensive, and speak the terribly obscene
I fight and provoke until I cause a rift
And then think I can make up for it with a kind word or a kiss

I don’t know why I do the things that I do
All I know is that I mean it when I say I love you

I know we’ve been here before, I know I’ve said the same
Maybe you think I’m stupid and this is all just a game
But I’ve been hurt so many times before
That maybe this is all I'm good at anymore

I don’t know why I do the things that I do
All I know is that I mean it when I say I love you

I want you to think of all the beautiful times we shared
The way we loved, the way we gave, the way we cared,
The things I said, the things you said, the things we knew were true
The way I handed over every single part of me to you

I don’t know why I do the things that I do
All I know is that I mean it when I say I love you

Perhaps this time you won’t forgive me, perhaps this mistake was my last
In that case, I want you to forget and forgive all I’ve done in the past
And know you will always have a lover in me if you ever turn around
I will always be there for you; I will never let you down

I don’t know why I say the things I say
Or do the things I do
All I know is that I’m sorrier than you’ll ever know
And that I will always love you

by Samah Khan

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