Forgive Me

I used to know a girl,

until she ran out on me.

She taught me to love.

A thing I didn’t expect to be.

I learned to live, to feel again

as a child learns the birds and bees.

I dreamt of showing her the stars,

of walking the beach and swimming the seas.

All that is gone.

I guess it wasn’t meant to be.

I’ve hurt her. I know.

But I am not the man she wants me to be.

I told her that once.

I told her, “you’ll be hurt. You’ll see.”

Fate has never written that on me.

To be loved as I want or as they want me to be.

“This is too much for me.”

She said. “I can’t watch you as you destroy me.”

She was right.

That is all I do. I’d make her cry then I flee. 

Like a train wreck or a roller coaster.

But I never meant that to be.

I wish her all the best. 

I hope she’ll be happy as she wants to be.

And I hope one day,

she’ll have it in her heart to forgive me.