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Three years ago, we tried

Thought love, I screwed up, and love died

I never got to appologize

But I am writing now to say a long past due appology



To Gretch, this poem says

I am sorry for giving up

I know I messed up what we could of had

And I know that although this will never make it up to you,

I am so very sorry



Scatter-brained

These words all seem

After nights talking to you

After fights that we've allb een through

You knew your life much better than me

I was just a kid, so stupid and lonely

I wrote you a poem on March 31st, 2002

I wrote it just for you, so true...

And this is how it went:  



Your always in my thoughts

your always in my dreams

when ever i think of you

my heart starts to scream

bu tmy question now

you must knwo it somehow

were you and me

us meant to be?



did god put ur here to last an eternity?

when he put you here

was he thinking about me?

But he hasnt givin me a straight shot on love

its hard to fly liek his dove

i dono if it was that i screwed up

or that i jsut gave up

but he guides me here each and every day

he controls what i do in every single way

so if he put us here to be as one

then i guess that his actions have already begun...



But im jsut so confused

it all happens so fast

im with one one day and without the next

i odno if he jsut put me here to test upon

but i hope to him that hes now done

if he found the one that was right for me

i hope we would stay together for eternaty

cuz without the 'you' there is no me

and i wouldnt be able to live so happily

YA i cheered up

Ya ive been reered up

But there is no way im gonna go and give up

He can show up, shove up, and even lov eup

and ill jsut stand here and take it all up

so jsut remember my words so true

i love every single little thing ya say and do...

The End



So now I am sorry for saying those words to you

Sorry for making plans but not following through

Sorry for the late nights

Sorry for the long fights

Sorry for the love we thought we knew



I wish you and I could start over again

Without our past, we could still be friends

You and I could have had some fun

There is no telling what we could have done

Now I am writing an unspoken applogy...

I'm sorry