A poem with no begining

...Tears have fallen,
eyes turned red,
hard to forget all the things that were said.

Always wondering,
what things would be like,
If I took it back,
If there was never a fight.

I wish you could see how sorry I am,
How I didn't mean it,
hurting you was never the plan.

I know that you hate me,
I probably deserve it.
But there's a place in my heart,
And you'll always be in it.

by magel
posted on 12/31/1969