Sorry
I never wanted to hurt you,
Id hurt me before I hurt you.
But I see I did hurt you,
I don’t exactly know how,
But I know I did.
I’m sorry.
I love you so much,
I never meant for it to be like this.
You’re mine and I think I’m losing you,
I don’t want to because I would be lost with out you.
You showed me that even in bad times,
You can still be happy.
And I would die without you.
I’m sorry.
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| The Lost One | 0 | 02/21/2010 |
| First love | 0 | 09/19/2009 |
| My Bleeding Soul | 0 | 08/25/2009 |
| Sorry | 0 | 07/08/2009 |
| What Happened | 2 | 03/28/2009 |
| Summer | 0 | 03/28/2009 |
| Why? | 2 | 03/22/2009 |
| Why? | 1 | 03/13/2009 |
| Us | 0 | 03/13/2009 |
| Cheated | 0 | 03/13/2009 |
| Found Him | 0 | 03/11/2009 |
| I Told You | 0 | 03/11/2009 |
| Alone | 0 | 03/11/2009 |
| Already There | 1 | 03/11/2009 |
| Broken Heart | 1 | 03/11/2009 |
| Cry | -1 | 03/11/2009 |
| Breech of Sadness | 2 | 03/11/2009 |
| Broken Roads | 0 | 08/13/2009 |
| Friends | 0 | 03/11/2009 |
| Alive | 0 | 03/11/2009 |
| The Day | 1 | 03/11/2009 |
| My Love | 0 | 03/11/2009 |
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