i'm sorry

once, not so long ago, i got my heart broken.
i felt like i would break, got split in parts by a lightning striking my chest.
i got to know darkness, my own, real, painful darkness.
i became miserable. i wanted to cause harm, to hurt. i thought that was just giving back what was handed to me and did not deserve.
i became bitter. i cried myself out. i shouted. and i cried a little more.

i never told you i was sorry. i never told you that this behaviour still ashames me today.
and that i really hope, from the bottom of my heart, that you can ever forgive me for being such a child.



(and keep just the good memories)