Feelings

I said sorry a thousand times, repeating like a broken CD.
He just sat emotionless, staring at my picture, asking why.
And really I don't know.
Maybe because I was wrong.
It's just hard to ever know who loves you.
Especially if they never tell you.
And it's hard not to assume that you're wrong in your heart.
Because that's what everyone else says.
I loved you.
But when you looked at me it was different then the nights in April.
And May.
And I know why.
But you convinced me I didn't.
Deep down, you knew you really cared.
So did I.
But you talked yourself out of it.
Because it's hard not to assume you're wrong in your heart.
When that's what everyone says.
And when I saw through you, and the lies you told,
I left; I didn't want to.
And I never quite moved on.
So the second time you came to me,
With sorry in your eyes and tears in your voice,
I ran for my life.
Because I loved you too.
And I didn't want to.
So I talked myself out of you.
All because it's hard not to assume you're wrong in your heart.
Because that's what everyone says.
And then that day when I saw you, all alone,
Sitting alone in the park with a blue scarf and black hat,
I fell again.
And when you looked at me, your eyes were grey.
And your smile was frail.
And your heartbeat was slow.
And quiet.
And I told you I was sorry.
But you just sat there, emotionless, staring at a picture of me.
I said sorry a million times.
But you never heard me.
And really I don't know why.

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I love you Justus. I'm sorry for hurting you. And I'm sorry for intentionally lying to you. I just.. was scared. I wish I would have believed you. I'm so sorry that you're in the state you're in now. I would give anything to fix you. But I'm glad to see that you're getting better. I'm glad to see you're moving on.