To, Us.

Tossin' and turnin' in bed, not being able to sleep, trying to comprehend, all the mistakes that I did. 

I broke your heart, I know it shattered, maybe my anger got the best of me, but in the moment it didn't matter. 

Realization and regret followed the very next second, "what have I done" is all that's running through my head.

"I'm sorry", sounds so cheap, it's already too late, cause regrets don't make up for mistakes. 

Bruised and battered, the couple cries, "Let me go" says one, "I can't", The other says, "It doesn't seem fine".

I try to fix it, but too little, too soon, "you're selfish" is all I get to hear, but what about my fears?

I know I fell, too low, too steep, and being able to climb back felt like a dream, I know I was wrong, it won't happen again, is all I say, but, just like broken glass, trust cannot be regained.

So distant and cold, keeping me at bay, him not being comfortable with me is the price I have to pay.

No apology could ever waiver the damage that had been done, what will be our future without any fun?

It was unbearable, to give the space he asked for, heartbreaking, to see him go away, it felt like it was all ending, my rock was going away, where would I be landing?

I wish I could take it back, the one moment that fucked it all up, but I can't, it's already been said and done.

All I can do is try to be better, love, and cherish him with all my matter. 

Maybe he doesn't deserve it, me being so out of control, all the pain, all the hurt, it's not his worth.

Situations don't get better though, only ever turn worse, still, we keep going, hoping it'll all be done.

We just keep sailing, hoping the storm will blow over, but why doesn't the end ever get closer?

The hope is fainting, we are losing our minds, will this test with fire take us down, or will we shine?

So many questions, and no one to guide, it's just two kids trying to figure out how to unwind. We might lose, a hundred, thousand times but never give up, cause for us, it's out of line.

Give me, us, another chance for I made mistakes, but to do better by you is a promise that I make.

P.S.: to everyone who's once made a mistake, realized it, and accepted it, to everyone who's always holding out for another chance, and to everyone who wants to do better.