I am ashamed.
Ashamed of the way I treat you.
Ashamed that part of my heart turns to stone when we are together.
The way I snap at you when you don't deserve it.
I thought I forgave you for all that happened.
I know you did your best.
Still I love and abhor our moments together
Both wrapped into one package.
I hope one day I can be genuine and truly kind
And leave my resistance by the wayside
No comments:
Post a Comment