30 October 2012
The words they get stuck in my throat, My heart's lodged with a shard.
I never knew I'd struggle so much, That this would be so hard.
I know I've done this wrong, so wrong, And yet I cannot say-
The words that you are waiting for, To let this mistake lay.
S-O-R-R-Y : it's short, Yet doesn't come when bid.
It's stuck inside my gut and throat, Sealed tightly with its lid.
And so I think it when I see you, Though that is not enough.
I look at you and all I wish: Is that I was that tough.
Saying 'Sorry'. • Opuss № I