7 February 2013
I never got the chance To say one little word It never passed my lips My thought you never heard
I never said to you Something so meaningful I was too wrapped up in me Surrounded by my own bull
I was having too good a time To think about your needs My selfish ways do feed me As your heart slowly bleeds
Your adoration was wasted On me an empty promise I filled you with my lies There's no return from this
Now my bed is empty She holds you now so close My own stupidity cost dear At a baron party I am host
Sometimes I hold the phone So wanting to make that call To say that simple word Sorry...that is all
©Kim Brown 7th February 2013
I Never Said • Opuss № I