I’m sorry

“My sensitivity has been the flame in too many burned relationships”

I’m sorry

But I am tired of apologizing for my softness

My sensitivity has been the flame in too many burned relationships, I know

But I swear I can use it better now

I’m sorry

For all of the times I’ve snapped

I never did quite figure out how to handle the pain

Far too often I etched demons in my world when all that stood were harmless shadows

Please forgive my childlike panic

I’m sorry

I am laced with flaws, I know

Don’t think I don’t count them each night

But I refuse to believe that any number of dark spots can define me

I still contain unmeasurable light

I’m sorry

I have stepped on so many already-bruised toes over the years

I am clumsy even in love

But I have grown into grace, knuckles white from clutching hope

And I can only be better tomorrow

I’m sorry

For every last mistake that has branded one of my scars onto the backs of the innocent

And even the backs of the guilty

I’ve always loved sharing, even my pain

But I am learning to be stingy with hurt

More than anything

I’m sorry

For apologizing so much that I morphed into nothing more than regret

Held together by insecurity

I screamed my story to the world

But only now have I found a measure of truth

I’m sorry

But my softness carries strength, and my sensitivity builds bridges

I may be shy and nervous now

But my love is fierce and vehement

There is a fire within – one of warmth, not destruction

I’m sorry

For every last thing I have done – and for those that I haven’t

I no longer feel the need to explain

Because I’m sorry

That those two words can’t change anything

But I know I can better the future

I’m sorry

But I am no longer sorry

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