The Vent Part 7

It's been a year, Since you was here. Now I write to you dear, Saying I miss you and I wish you was near. I know we have a lot of crap in the rear. I know you have trust issues and fear. But let your guard down and open your ear. I gotta tell you a lot of stuff you gotta hear. I'm sorry that our relationship I couldn't steer, I'm sorry that I brought you into tears, I'm sorry we weren't a love story by Shakespeare, I'm sorry when the relationship died I just leer, I'm sorry you still thinking of me, And your mind is not clear. But the true is that we played with fire and got sear-Mario Perez .