Dear me
I'm sorry, truely
For how I've treated you
How I've reduced your value
I haven't been there
When you needed my concern
I know you were always scared
I know you never earned
The beauty you dreamed of
The desire for a bit love
The happiness you deserve
Could you stay brave
A bit more?
I know it hurts till the core
To take all my hate
Is it too late?
For my apology?
Sincerely
Me
P.s. I still hate you, sorry.
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