It kills me that I can't "go back" and change so many things, so that LONG before it got to this point, we would have gotten the help we needed. But now, there has been so much said, and done, that it's irrerversible and beyond the point of where I can "fix" us.
I can't go back and appreiciate the times you did the best that you could.
I can't go back and undo all the wrong that has ever happened.
I can't go back and make things right again.
I can't go back and find that "spark" that always made it worth it to work it out.
I cant go back and make you the kind of person you used to be.
I can't go back to the person I used to be, before the hurt and fighting made into this angry, frustrated woman.
I can't go back and take back all the hurtful words that were spoken.
I can't go back and not hear all the names I have been called, or called you.
I can't go back and fix the chair that was busted, or the wall that got punched through.
I can't go back and not see the absolute hatred and violence that shines through when you are angry.
I can't go back and love you anymore, because you aren't the person I love.
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