For some of the things I’ve said
For trying to make you see things the way I do
For making you feel worse about what’s happened
For the unnecessary talks and unkind words.
I wish I could take them back.
But I also wish that you knew
How I feel
How I hurt
How mad I get, at both of us
How frustrated I am
How sorry I am
And how sometimes I just want to be with you.
But if it can’t be,
It won’t be.
And though I press harder on the rock in my shoe,
Hoping to dull my senses and numb myself to the pain,
I know I risk a scar to remind me
When I could have forgotten.
Maybe your way is better.
By stepping and balancing carefully on things that bring you comfort,
You leave opportunity for the rock to tumble out on its own,
Avoiding permanent displeasure.
Where do we go from here?
There are no magical words to make everything all right.
Time cannot be reversed or removed.
The paths before me are clouded over,
And I cannot see what choices lie ahead,
Nor can I find my way alone.
Is there some way for things to be right?
Is there a bridge to cross
From where I am
To where I want to be?
If not,
Will you help me build one?
My only desire is to close the gap I’ve widened
To repair the damaged caused by my earthquake
To make amends.
TL
12 November 2002
11:44am
revised 3:32pm
revised 7:45pm
retyped 21 January 2003, 11:28pm
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