I'm sorry. I locked you away and tried to silence you. I forced you to stop when all you wanted was to keep going. I quieted you when you needed to scream.
If I could go back, I would treat you with the gentleness you deserve. I would hold you close, and together, we would tremble through the storm until the soft rain carried us into a peaceful sleep.
I would’ve said the words I needed to hear. I would’ve told you it’s okay to feel, to breathe. It’s okay to hurt and to bleed. But most importantly, I would’ve told you that I loved you.
If I could, I would never have hurt you. I would have been kinder, gentler. I would have been better. But now, you're hurt. You're broken. You're lonely. And it's my fault, not theirs. It's on me. Not you.
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