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Valentines Day. Who would've known? Not me, thats for sure.
I'm sure you're being lavished right this moment. In the arms of that one special person.
Or is it her that's being lavished in your arms?
If you were here I'd lavish you, i would make you happy. I would stay as long as you want me too, i bet she has left early and you're sitting at your kitchen table, holding nothing but your wishes of her.

I'm sorry.

I'm sitting here darling, thinking of you and all the times we spent together,
and all the times we never did...or will.
I'm Sorry.

i know my words mean nothing to you now. I'm starting to wonder if they ever really did.

I lay in my bed, thinking of you. Sometimes i dream of you.
I always day dream of you, but only sometimes do i actually dream of you.
Most of the time i cannot fall asleep, therefore i do not dream.
I'm STILL Sorry.

I cant help but think of you, and wonder what it is you're doing.
You don't think about me, do you?
I expect that you have just completely erased the memory of me...and you.

I'm Sorry.
I'm not sure why, but i am.
I'm Sorry.
You always hated it when i used to say sorry, for no apparent reason...but there was a reason.

As time drags along you'll never know why I'm sorry.
But I am.

I'm mostly sorry for us drifting apart.
Maybe in a different life you'll be sorry.
Maybe in a different life, you will long for me the way i long for you.

I'm sorry.
Will that get me noticed.
I'm sorry, for being so selfish and only thinking of myself.
I'll be happy as long a you are.
I'm sorry.
Be happy.

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