Sunday, August 29, 2010

I'm Sorry

I wanted to take this opportunity to say I’m sorry….


I’m sorry I’m not the one you’re waking up next to, and that you can’t tell me "I do."


I’m sorry you didn’t have better sense and developed such a fondness for douchebags.


I’m sorry that said douchebag took your car and crashed it for the third time.


I’m sorry he slept with your best friend on your birthday, and the only present you got was a ‘round of applause.’


I’m sorry you cry when I don’t pick up the phone. Let’s face it, your drama got old quick.


I’m sorry you got your ribs broke for smiling at me at the Christmas party and that he thinks that beautiful little boy isn’t his.


I’m sorry a woman as strong as you just went and gave up, your wrists bleeding out, rushing warmth followed by slow calming cold.


I’m sorry I have to lay these flowers on your grave and help your mom through the worst of this. “You would’ve been good for her”, she tells me from time to time.


I’m sorry you had to close your eyes forever to see what was right in front of you.


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