I'm sorry

Sitting here,

Wondering why.

Sometimes though,

It's better not to know.

Yet the thought,

Eats at your mind.

Your conscience,

Very unclear.

So you sit there,

Writing words.

Two,

Very specific words.

More common than a lot,

I'm sorry.

Sorry for what i did,

Whatever that may be.

But what is it?

That i did?

Maybe the pressure,

Of everything.

Who knows,

I know i won't.

I'm sorry,

All i could be,

Was supportive.

I tried,

My very best.

Things were fine,

Then in the blink of an eye,

Things got tarnished.

Why must i be punished?

Lord what did i do?

Again,

Who knows.

I'm sure i never will,

One thing i do know though,

Is i have the will.

The will to carry on,

Like i never knew you.

Who are you?

Exactly like that.

I'm sorry.

Hey what is up you guys! and gals!! this one right here is something completely off the top of my head because of some stuff that happened out of nowhere. but if you are wondering though, yes i am fine. i will always be ok, i will never let something so small as a friendship ending quick like that effect me. but a tip in life, if people are going to want to cut you off for no reason without warning then all you can do is move it on down the line. can't stay beating yourself up when you don't even know what you did. ya feel me? well, hopefully you all like this one here! Enjoy!!