I’ve said sorry too much in these past weeks
For things that I never even meant to do to you
Besides how could you hate me for moving on?
You’re the one who told me to sing my own song
The one who told me that maybe there wasn’t anything more to us
But I tried with every call to keep this alive
But you kept hesitating giving me reasons to leave you behind
Chris Sterling
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-waste-2/
