I feel ill with words of repentance and love
i could never forget what i felt like to feel my heart drop
and watch as lonely insects swarmed around it
and fed off like a disease to a diagnosed patient
you no longer see me what am i doing but holding back tears and thinking of
you
with this tainted image of me
with no longer love but disappointment
i'm still here
i just forgot i was human for a second
and that i can't just be some image
i have error
i long to hear your voice again untainted with openness
i'm sorry for what i have done
i'm sorry what have i done?
and for what i have done i am truly sorry
words for you are like my pot of gold
let me not have spent my riches but without this friendship i feel poor
though i will still reflect on what we had and all of the potential