Post by Laura on Aug 15, 2006 16:08:48 GMT -6
A/N: a preview into my confession, which I may or may not post. But that's probably a not because it's too long and stupid.
SKELETONS
I am sorry for:
taking everything so seriously when it wasn't meant to be. Embarrassing you in front of everyone and pushing you away. Never letting you see the trail behind me. Leaving it both for you and I the thought of what could have been. Pretending to have never loved you and saying it while looking in your eyes. Cutting all the ties that bound the two of us together. Stuffing my apologies down my throat instead of giving them straight to you.
I am sorry for:
Taking all my anger out on you. Hiding all the proud feelings I felt for you. Never congratulating your accomplishments. Holding back sticking up for you. Letting you trust me. Breaking everything you ever gave me. Raising my hands up and letting you touch the floor. Lying through my dirty teeth. Stuffing, just stuffing, my apologies down my throat instead of giving them straight to you.
I am sorry for:
afternoons with no sun
mornings with no dew
stockings with no Christmas presents
laughter with no meaning
I am sorry for:
splitting the two of us
going separate ways
never giving one goodbye
and pretending to like it that way
I am sorry for:
crying louder than you
making you smaller
taking an extra step
while pushing you back further
I am sorry for:
afternoons with no sunshine
mornings with no dew
I am sorry for everything
that I cannot undo
SKELETONS
I am sorry for:
taking everything so seriously when it wasn't meant to be. Embarrassing you in front of everyone and pushing you away. Never letting you see the trail behind me. Leaving it both for you and I the thought of what could have been. Pretending to have never loved you and saying it while looking in your eyes. Cutting all the ties that bound the two of us together. Stuffing my apologies down my throat instead of giving them straight to you.
I am sorry for:
Taking all my anger out on you. Hiding all the proud feelings I felt for you. Never congratulating your accomplishments. Holding back sticking up for you. Letting you trust me. Breaking everything you ever gave me. Raising my hands up and letting you touch the floor. Lying through my dirty teeth. Stuffing, just stuffing, my apologies down my throat instead of giving them straight to you.
I am sorry for:
afternoons with no sun
mornings with no dew
stockings with no Christmas presents
laughter with no meaning
I am sorry for:
splitting the two of us
going separate ways
never giving one goodbye
and pretending to like it that way
I am sorry for:
crying louder than you
making you smaller
taking an extra step
while pushing you back further
I am sorry for:
afternoons with no sunshine
mornings with no dew
I am sorry for everything
that I cannot undo