Remorse

Words escape me

I'm at a loss for why I did the things I did

Actions I judged you so harshly before

They appear less and less painful as time goes on

It's different when you hurt someone who you claim to love

All the times you've sat here and cried over all the hurt and agony you went through

Just to turn around and switch roles

I'm sorry

I always will be

Maybe you felt different during your period of hurting me

Somehow I've given up on myself for the moment

Constant opinions tell me what love is

And maybe in some ways they're right

Who is supposed to know what love really is

I sure as hell don't