My Mistake

I may have hurt you really bad, but you hurt me worse since you got mad. Every time you say his name, you hurt me all just the same. You hurt me every single time when you believe everyone's story, except mine. I can't tell if you even love me, or if you don't. If you want to be with me, or if you won't. I can't talk to you about this because every time I try you just get pissed. I try to tell you that it was a mistake, but to you all my apologies are just fake. I hate it when we fight, I wish everything could be alright. You act so different everyday, sometimes your happy and everything is great! Other times you're mad and you always bring up my mistake. I wish so much to take it back, I wish that I could change the past, I know now though that I can't. I really do want to be with you, and I hope you'll want to be with me too. Only everything is different, and we both know why. Whenever I think about it I just want to cry. I just hope that you can soon forgive me, because with you always is where I want to be.