I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
These
are for
the promises
that were broken,
and for
all the days
that I
could never
take back.
These
are for
the woman
who put
her faith
and trust
in me,
and for what I
put her through.
Had I loved you gently,
perhaps,
these letters
would’ve been
writ...
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