The Apology
The Apology
And yes, Joan, was there a time I said there could be a tomorrow?
And when did I say our love would last forever?
Want the moon? It’s yours! The sun? You can have it!
Only that I would be a joker fulfilling a role that doesn’t suit me;
I am what I am. Loving life is wonderful.
Please don’t look at me as if I were some cruel beast,
Scheming and stalking prey for the feast.
We never seem to agree; our wants and needs are different.
For what it’s worth, I’m sorry if I misled you into believing
We were sharing. I wasn’t taking advantage of the situation.
I am caring, but I was naïve and too immature to take that leap.
I couldn’t feel your feelings. Your look was casual,
Without expression, and now I see the hurt in your eyes.
No wonder you despise me: the loathing, the hate,
And I am ashamed for being so mean
And treating you carelessly, without remorse.
There were memories, Joan, intimate and personal,
That I will cherish, and I did make you smile.
And now, after all is said and done, the distance grown,
I apologize.
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