GuiltMature

I loved you,
And still I do,
But I betrayed you.

Did you think I did?
I know I did,
And now I feel the guilt.

I loved you,
And I betrayed your love,
Although you don't realise.

I loved you,
And you don't kow how this has made me feel,
But I'm back, with my humble apology,
Hoping that you might forgive,
Although I don't expect you to love me.

You didn't before, so why should you now?
But I love you,
I do.

The End

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