Sorry

I'm sorry for the stains I left behind as I was trying to find some peace of mind. I'm sorry for the tears that brushed your cheeks as your sadness leaked down to a puddle, leaving trails of tears around the contours of your eyes. I know now that you despise me for being absent, not only during the day but I was gone while you lied in your bed. Waiting. Anticipating or maybe fading as you were trying to forget the things I've said. I pretend that, you've never bled red so instead, I picture you bleeding rainbows and sweating drops of gold from your pores. This moment is yours but, the hour is mine. It's my time to bridge the gap, gather the strength that I lack just to simply say, that "I'm sorry."