Sorry’s not Enough-

Sorry’s not Enough-

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I used to think all one had to say was “sorry” when I was wronged.
Sorry, I broke your toy.
Sorry, I stole your note.
Sorry, I yelled at you
Sorry, I grabbed you grimly
Sorry, sorry, sorry… And all would be well in the world.

I didn’t realize, “Sorry” was not a broken record to replayed over and over. It was a testament, a promise saying, “I feel awful for doing that to you and even though I can’t promise I won’t do it again, I vow to do everything within my power to avoid doing it”.
“Sorry”, wasn’t simply accepting you did wrong, it was supposed to mean you were willing to change as well.

It took you saying-
Sorry, I didn’t mean to hit you” over and over like a broken record for the reality of it to click on me. You weren’t sorry. You never were. For you, “Sorry” was nothing more than a five letter word to be stringed at the end of every sentence.

I am Sorry, it took so long for me to realize this.
                           -Sincerely, someone who values the meaning of the word.

I read a poem by Lang Leav-

I read a poem by Lang Leav-

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I read a poem by Lang Leav,
It’s titled change of heart;
And someday when we’ll meet again,
I’ll read it to you out loud;
And profess all the words I knew,
But couldn’t bring my tongue-
To echo the feelings of my heart,
While you left; I put them in words.

I’ll read the poem in rhyming tones,
And hope and wish and pray-
That you’d realise I loved you too,
Even more with each passing day;
And hope that it’s not too late,
For you to love me back-
With a ring upon my finger,
And the promise of a Lifetime.

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