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You tell me you love me
You tell me you care
I tell you I love you
I tell you I care
But can we handle a test of time.
If this is right for us, we for each other
The time doesn't seem to be.
Things have moved far too fast
Which I blame myself for.
-- I let myself fall,
but was blinded to the slip.
Picking myself up
isn't going to be hard part
The repirations,
consiquenses for my actions
are what I have to deal with now
Fixing what I broke,
is the hard part-
To say a word i rarely use;
to fix a broken heart
and start over
-if possible-
to repare a burnt bridge
To move forward
and hope that time
will help continue all relationships
with little more than a blured scar
- barely visible.
I guess to start any
road of continuance, I must first
bring myself to appologize and say
....
I'm sorry
then maybe things will be repared
and everything can move on accordingly.
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