I am sorry for being too emotional,
both demanding and possessive.
I am sorry if I cry a lot…
It is you whom I can’t live without.
I am sorry if I give you sleepless nights…
for each fight and misery…
for the pain and agony…
I am sorry if there’s no serenity.
I am sorry if you think I am immature…
if I always give you pressure…
But please believe me that I love you…
Should I say sorry for that, too?
Myraine
2 comments:
Things always get better. You can make them.
No one can make you happy except yourself. It sounds cruel, but it's true.
Believe that your worth is not measured by what others think of you. It's what you think of yourself that matters. Ultimately, we can't please everyone. Please yourself first. No self-blaming, no apologies for feeling down and out. And give others permission to feel frustrated, and don't take it personally (remember that you might not always be the cause of their frustration).
I've been there, and am still there :-)
God Bless.
Beautiful poem...
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