“I’m sorry”
It was easier than I thought,
saying “no”
Well, I didn’t have to be the one
to say it
It came through by text…
by messenger
I know,
I’m despicable
but in the end I couldn’t
be brave
“I’m sorry”
You took it so well
and I, left with guilt,
apologized again and again
Ah, you say you’ll cry?
“I’m sorry”
but really,
nothing about you attracts me
Words of poison,
it’s terrible to think
I will never voice it
and I hate, I hate that
you’re the one to bear it
I know it means more to you than me
but “I’m sorry”
really.
For guessing,
for knowing,
“I’m sorry”
I’ve said it so many times
what does it mean anymore?
but I know I mean it
A wise one reminded me
there are more fish in the sea
and we live in a small town after all
You’ll meet her someday
Forgive me
I know these words mean nothing now
Forgive me
that I cannot be the one
and that I have to tear it to shreds
but I cannot lead it on
that would do no good
for either of us
These words I use to comfort myself
mean nothing to you now
Hate me,
I’m awful
Forgive me,
the only words I can say to you
are
“I’m sorry.”
Part II
ende.
