STUPID ME

I’m sorry that I have to go through this feeling,
making me vulnerable and weak whenever I feel your presence.

I’m sorry that I have to see you everyday,
and look at the boy I’ve grown to care for.

I’m sorry that I have to wake up every morning,
reminiscing the dreams I had about you.

I’m sorry that we ever had to be friends,

For I never knew that I’d fall.

One chance…just one chance is all I’m asking. But then again, the world will just keep on turning and make me go back to where I started. In the end, I will still be sorry…plain and simple, and I only have myself to blame.