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The End of the Honeymoon Phase

I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I told you too much.
I'm sorry I assumed you'd understand.
I'm sorry you became attached love, and now you feel foolish, but love, I became attached too, and your scathing words are hurting me.
I'm sorry I said too much.
I'm sorry my mind is full of these thoughts you so disapprove of.
I'm sorry I'm not who you want me to be.
I'm sorry; I'm so sorry.
My whole life I've wanted to be different, then you made me feel so secure; you told me I was the perfect girlfriend, but that didn't last long, did it sweetie?
Again here I am, wishing I was different, better, good enough for you.
I'm sorry, and love, I mean it; I'm sorry I wasted your time.



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