The smallest of words is meant to make up for my actions
Those actions that caused such pain
I wish I could make that word more powerful
I wish it could reiterate my shame.
Through loving you I have faltered,
In many different ways
But I wish to make it up to you
As we stay together for many, many days.
This word holds a thousand promises
But the one I make is true
However, my promise of sorrow has no meaning,
Unless it is coupled by, “I love you”.
My promise I intend to keep
To you for a lifetime
My darling please believe me
And tell me that our light still shines…
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