I don't know where we're going...
but, I hope it's someplace good.
I haven't treated you with the respect you derserve
but, I think that now I could.
I know the meaning of regret
and I've learned from my mistakes
and everytime I see you hurt
please know that my heart breaks.
I want to make it disappear
I want to heal the wounds I've caused
I want to make you happy again
and put this pain on pause.
Please believe that I will be honest and true
to you from this day forth
My regret and guilt of those few days
and my love through my veins course.
I want you to take this impromptu poem
and let it be a sonnet
A testament of my sorrow
and my cry for forgiveness on it.
I love with you the depth to which
my spirit feels incomplete
when you are too far for me to hold
and you're not there to rub my feet.
For
neogomorra