All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Apology.
I know there are words I can never tell you,
But they’re fighting to escape my soul.
If they cannot leave the clenched prison of my mouth,
At least let me express it here.
We crossed a line I did not see,
I admit I did not resist.
We both ventured where we shouldn’t,
But the difference is I do not regret.
All the same, I wish I could take it back.
Return things to how they used to be.
Now distance and awkward encounters
Is all I can see.
The worst part is, I don’t know what to do.
Should I try harder for you,
Even though we cannot be?
I have been unchained, but not you.
Another difference- and you don’t want to be.
Should I still call on you for help,
For a friend,
For company?
Or should I leave what we had in the past,
Covered in mixed signals,
As time makes it dusty.
Is it wrong I wanted more for us?
That I still do?
I’m not asking for much, really.
Just a return to what we had.
I guess losing the first friend has become a trend.
You’re not the only one.
But instead of stealing my girlfriend,
You’re stealing my heart.
You were so close.
Close to breaking that wall I hide behind.
But right as I opened the gate,
You disappeared.
Why does it have to be like this?
I hate how you’ve permeated me,
Filled my soul and mind with thoughts that shouldn’t be.
Your laugh, your smile, your slender sides.
The person in which my heart confides.
Gone, gone away.
Taken from me by a mistake.
I don’t regret what happened.
Just what has happened.
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.