like so many before,
he said "I'm sorry."
and now i'm stuck at that awful crossroads...
trying to decide between the path of forgiveness,
and the path that leads away from him.
"i'm sorry"
its such a short sentence
it seems like not enough to fix anything...
maybe to fix a broken vase,
or a broken lamp...
but a broken heart?
can i really forgive this person?
i'd like to think i can.
i miss him so...
but i've been here.. at this very spot,
in the past
and i've learned that saying "i'm sorry"
sometimes doesnt mean shit.
sometimes it means a quick fix...
like gluing together something that got smashed...
you know its only a matter of time before someone will come along,
and touch it in the wrong way,
and the glue will give.
the pieces will fall apart again.
cuz, they just dont make glue that strong...
i dont know what to do.
my cursor blinks,
word after word scrolls across my empty page,
and is just as quickly erased.
it used to be so easy to tell you my thoughts,
but not anymore.
my words seem so foolish, so childish.
i'm always worried about what you will think of them,
of if you'll think of them at all...
"i'm sorry."
are you really?
i would like to believe you.
but i cannot rely on my best judgement anymore.
i have this way of always doing the wrong thing.
so i shall let someone else decide...
___________________
what should i do?
------------------
E-girl
IM: tiggersgurl2067
"...there are 2 paths, you can go back, but in the long run... there's still time to change the road you're on..."
he said "I'm sorry."
and now i'm stuck at that awful crossroads...
trying to decide between the path of forgiveness,
and the path that leads away from him.
"i'm sorry"
its such a short sentence
it seems like not enough to fix anything...
maybe to fix a broken vase,
or a broken lamp...
but a broken heart?
can i really forgive this person?
i'd like to think i can.
i miss him so...
but i've been here.. at this very spot,
in the past
and i've learned that saying "i'm sorry"
sometimes doesnt mean shit.
sometimes it means a quick fix...
like gluing together something that got smashed...
you know its only a matter of time before someone will come along,
and touch it in the wrong way,
and the glue will give.
the pieces will fall apart again.
cuz, they just dont make glue that strong...
i dont know what to do.
my cursor blinks,
word after word scrolls across my empty page,
and is just as quickly erased.
it used to be so easy to tell you my thoughts,
but not anymore.
my words seem so foolish, so childish.
i'm always worried about what you will think of them,
of if you'll think of them at all...
"i'm sorry."
are you really?
i would like to believe you.
but i cannot rely on my best judgement anymore.
i have this way of always doing the wrong thing.
so i shall let someone else decide...
___________________
what should i do?
------------------
E-girl
IM: tiggersgurl2067
"...there are 2 paths, you can go back, but in the long run... there's still time to change the road you're on..."
