The sun is out today.
The sun was out yesterday but was not as bright.
I hope it comes out tomorrow, so maybe I can see it.
I remember the last time you saw the sun.
It was only for a second, but it seemed as if it lasted for hours.
I remember the tears, that ran down your face.
The hurt I caused that made you that way.
I never said I was sorry.
I just let the pain sit on the depths of your heart.
Instead of trying to heal it, I only stirred the pot.
Do I feel sorry, yes, will I apologize no.
I know I should, but my heart is hurt too.
My pain is ignored because yours is worst.
Pain is pain and neither one of us did the right thing.
We both had the knife, and the only difference is you stuck first.
I just went a little deeper.
That is what made us.
This is also what broke us.
Maybe tomorrow I will feel different, but now I just cannot say I am sorry.