AN APOLOGY
I’m sorry to my future lover Whom I cannot love like no other I may step out of my boundaries for you But by the end, I might seem aloof I’m sorry to my only best friends Whom I have loved like my lover intends
I’m sorry to my future daughter If I let you be raised by a dirty father I’ll let you live life like I couldn’t I promise my love for you will be constant I’m sorry to my lovely mothers Whom I have turned a blind eye to for such foolish matters I’ll forever cherish your thoughtful efforts Thank you so much, my lovely mothers
You wore a pair of red-colored-glasses I didn’t hope for these circumstances
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