One Minute, Each Time

(4/4/2010 4:41 AM Original date)
I am sorry, because things are the way they are, and the way things work out. Come out? I am sorry, that I don't see your face in the morning, and I am sorry, that time is priceless, I am so sorry.

Whether sorry or not, here I am, covered in shit, and little by little, I am falling, as I am falling, I am sorry. I am sorry that things work out the way they do.

I am sorry.

Sorry I couldn't give you what you deserved. Whether my ear, my hands, or simply, my body besides yours.
I am sorry, that the answer to your million questions about me, simply, went, "I'm sorry, It's time to move"

And I am sorry I didn't have time to explain, why this had to be

I'm sorry I couldn't promise you tomorrow, because today, is not yet over

I am sorry,

To the friend, who carried my future,



I am sorry,



But they tell me to walk,
That tomorrow will bring
happiness, or maybe a bit more stability.
This is killing me and I'm not sure how you'd react,

But I am on knees, scraped laying down here.

I am sorry for the millions of things that, together we started. I ams sorry for the unfinished stories, for the drawings that were never painted. For this I am sorry, friend of mines.

My Love, My Sweetheart, This I am living without you, and for that too I am sorry. I want to be part of, what will become of me. And I, could never, determine tomorrow.

I will not promise a tomorrow, I will not promise, the same touches. But I will stand, I will stand, and I will try my best, to stay civilized.